Beyond Midnight

We were dancing when the clock struck
Twelve, his eyes holding mine,
And I didn't fear the future,
I was drunk on more than wine.
And I know what I had promised,
But I had to take the chance.
She could get me past the door, but
Only I could make him dance.

We were dancing when the clock struck
Twelve, music filled the air,
And I didn't fear the future,
And I didn't really care
That my coach was just a pumpkin,
That he couldn't know my past.
She could get me past the door, but
She could never make it last.

        So Mama's just a charmaid,
        And you are a charmaid's child,
        Though your father is a prince,
        Or so it's spoken.
        Remember, darling daughter,
        When your heart is beating wild...
        Beyond midnight, all the prettiest
        Glass slippers can be broken.

We were dancing when the clock struck
Twelve; nobody saw us leave,
And I didn't fear the future,
And I didn't quite believe
I could ever be this perfect,
And my dress was on the floor.
She could get me past the door, but
She could never give me more.

We were dancing when the clock struck
Twelve; his body holding mine,
And I didn't fear the future,
I took midnight as a sign.
And the story says he sought me,
But you know that isn't true.
She could get me past the door, but
All I took away was you.

        So Mama's just a charmaid,
        And you are a charmaid's child,
        Though your father is a prince,
        Or so it's spoken.
        Remember, darling daughter,
        When your heart is beating wild...
        Beyond midnight, all the prettiest
        Glass slippers can be broken.

We were dancing when the clock struck
Twelve; I still dance in my dreams,
And I never fear the future,
For so little's as it seems.
Darling dearest, never wonder
If I've mourned the life I lost.
She could get me past the door, but
Only I could pay the cost
For dreams come true...

All I took away from him,
And all I asked was you.

        So Mama's just a charmaid,
        And you are a charmaid's child,
        Though your father is a prince,
        Or so it's spoken.
        Remember, darling daughter,
        When your heart is beating wild...
        Beyond midnight, all the prettiest
        Glass slippers can be broken.
Written on: 2009-04-11. Seanan McGuire