Here I am, curled in the arms of the one,
Who’s voice I know very well,
I’ve just arrived, I don’t know where from,
But somewhere more cosy, quiet and very comfortable
I love her, I feel connected to her
I recognize her voice from way back
The only voice that taught me listening skills
Now I’ve finally met her
She is made of love, I wonder what to call her
Ahhh, lets wait and see.
They say they couldn’t wait to see me
I couldn’t wait to see who the familiar voices belonged to
Wait a minute, they are calling the voice Princess?
I think that’s a nice name,
I wonder what they will call me
I would like to be called something,
Something as nice as Princess though.
Oh, I hear someone saying I’m Prince
I wonder what it means
A good name, just that it sounds more or less,
like the beautiful name of the one,
Who bears that voice that kept me going out there,
Wherever that is, where i came from.
I hear they are all waiting, I can’t wait to go out there,
Who are “They”? I wonder,
And why did they have to wait for that long out there,
It’s pretty weird around here, I love the love though,
One thing, they say I’m a Royal Baby!
Whatever that means,
I love the attention,
Let’s wait and see.