there's a rose sealed away in the winter
fast asleep through the wind and rain and cold
ever waiting for someone to wake her
one who'll see that she's no one's to hold

maybe she is a spell never broken
little girl from a world in-between
each tomorrow a promise unspoken
every today like a dream in a dream

& she's still sleeping
she's still dreaming
she's still sleeping

she is Love, oh but never a Lover
shrinks away from the touch of his hand
from kisses and candles that stain her affection
her Love is a place he will not understand

there's a child inside made of flowers & stars
lost in whispers & wings & the beauty of
innocence cradled in moments eternal
snow undisturbed in the glow of the morning light

& she's still sleeping
she's still dreaming
sleeping beauty
& she's still flying
she's still singing
can you hear her?

there is grace in the red of her twilight
there is truth in her darkness ahead
treasure held in her eyes never open
melody in her words never said

& she's still sleeping
she's still dreaming
(sleeping beauty...)
she's still dreaming...