“When You’re Driving Through the Moonlight”

I imagine. I imagine.
When you're driving through the moonlight
On a highway when through the
moonlight to a dance you are breathless with
A wild anticipation of adventure and excitement and romance
Then at last you see the towers of the palace silouetted
On the sky above the park and below them is a row of lighted
Windows like a lovely diamond necklace in the dark

It looks that way

The way you say

She talks as if she knows.

I do not know these things are so I only just suppose
I suppose that when you come into the ballroom
And the room itself is floating on
the air If you're suddenly confronted
By his highness you are frozen like a statue on the stair.
You're afraid he'll hear the way your heart is beating
And you know you musn't make the first advance.
You are seriously thinking of retreating
then you seem to hear him asking you to dance
You make a bow, a timid bow, and shyly answer yes

How would you know that this is so?

I do no more than guess, I do no more than guess
He is tall

And straight as a lance

His eyes

Can melt you with a glance

Yes I can picture the whole thing how you start thinking
Start thinking what?
Thinking how wonderful it all is
How wonderful what all is?
Everything

Enough of this nonsense.
Esmerelda, Prunella, upstairs both of you and get your sleep

Yes ma'am

Cinderella, here is your broom GET TO WORK!!!

I don't mind sweeping.
This night is mine and no one and nothing can take it from me.