sets back in Blithe smile, lithe limb. She who's winsome, she wins him. Gold hair with a gentle curl. That's the girl he chose. And Heaven knows. I'm not that girl Don't wish, don't start. Wishing
reality sets back in. . Blithe smile. Lithe limb. She who's winsome. She wins him. Gold hair with a gentle curl. That's the girl he chose. And heaven knows. I'm not that girl. . Don't wish
reality sets back in. . Blithe smile. Lithe limb. She who's winsome. She wins him. Gold hair with a gentle curl. That's the girl he chose. And heaven knows. I'm not that girl. . Don't wish
from me?. Agony!. Beyond power of speech,. When the one thing you want. Is the only thing out of your reach. RAPUNZEL'S PRINCE. High in her tower,. She sits by the hour,. Maintaining her hair. Blithe and
,. Maintaining her hair. Blithe and becoming and frequently humming. A lighthearted air. Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-. Agony!. Far more painful than yours,. When you know she would go with you. If there only were doors