Happy - Chilled Jazz Masters

Say you're sorry

That face of an angel

Comes out just when you need it to

As I paced back and forth all this time

'Cause I honestly believed in you

Holding 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 fairy tale

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 it's too late for you

And your white horse, to come around

Maybe I was naive,

Got lost in your eyes

And never really had a chance

My mistake I didn't know to be in love

You had to fight to have the upper hand

I had so many dreams

About you and me

Happy endings

Now I know

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale

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 it's 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 I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale

I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me

well

This is a big world, that was a small town

There in my rear view mirror disappearing now

And its 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

Try and catch me now

Oh, it's too late

To catch me now