Say you're sorry That face of an angel comes out Just when you need it to As I pace back and forth all this time 'Cause I honestly believed in you Holdin' on, The days drag on Stupid girl I should have known, I should have known
That I'm not a princess This ain't a fairytale I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet Lead her up the stairwell This ain't Hollywood, This is a small town I was a dreamer before you went and let me down Now its too late for you and your White Horse, To come around.
Maybe I was naive, Got lost in your eyes I never really had a chance. My mistake, I didn't know to be in love you had to fight to have the upperhand. I had so many dreams about you and me. Happy endings; Now I know
I'm not a princess This ain't a fairytale I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet Lead her up the stairwell This ain't Hollywood, This is a small town I was a dreamer before you went and let me down. Now its too late for you and your White Horse, To come around.
And there you are on your knees Begging for forgiveness, Begging for me Just like I always wanted, But I'm so sorry
Cause Im not your princess This aint a fairytale Im gonna find someone, Some day Who might actually treat me well. This is a big world, That was a small town There in my rearview mirror, Disappearing now. And it's too late for you and your White Horse, Now its too late for you and your White Horse To catch me now.
Oh whoa whoa whoa-oh Try and catch me now Whoa-Oh It's too late To catch me now.
I think this was how I was feeling when my Husband decided he wanted to come home.
I think I was so used to living dysfunctionally, that it became my normalcy.
Learning how to cope on my own, accepting the hand that I had been dealt and making the most out of a bad situation.
And after picking up all of the pieces and finally getting into a routine and getting my children to a place where they were actually content and doing well.....
My Husband decided he had made a big mistake and wanted to come home again.
WOW!!!
It's been 2 years since he has been home, and I thought it was time to write about the real work after MLC, Piecing, or as Jack would say, Piercing.
There can be no testimony without a test. I am praying to go through this test and come out the other end with a new and better marriage then before.
