Cinderella sang
Not some dust girl's dirge
Her song was oh so eloquent
Her cheerful ballad rang
Beyond the confines of her room
Bound by duty, not by gloom

She sang
Before her magic moment
Before her fantastic gown
While battling the 'uglies'
That tried to drag her down
She sang

A song of hope and freedom
A song that rivalled birds
Her spirit soared within her
Her glory could be heard

The prince knew when he found her
In the tattered rags she wore
That she was still the lady
That he'd danced with once before

He didn't see her poverty
Or think that he'd unveiled a fraud
Her heartsong he remembered
Shining as a precious child of God