If her dress could talk as well as it walked, oh the secrets it would tell
like where she went, the moves she made, and how she danced all by herself
If her eyes could cry as well as they lie perhaps she would be forgiven
The deals she made and the cards that she played are the glass slippers that she lives in
Where every deep sigh fixes her troubles is where she plans to go
Those good intentions taught by her mother they vanish like the snow
In the heart of the winter near Lake Ontario
Darkness is closer than anybody knows
Her birthday came and went, 39 years have been spent
but she celebrates each passing year by rebuilding her fence
The one made of gold with a shovel of steel
She works harder now than ever before, maybe this love will be real.
The watch her father gave her never helped keep track of time
Despite a lucky hand and a hungry heart she lives with a restless mind
In the heart of the winter near Lake Ontario
Darkness is closer than anybody knows
She’s a girl from the country
She’s a woman by design
She’s an Angel in waiting
Never will be mine
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