She is a little
princess
And that is why she
dreams,
Her time of love
will come
Though far away it
seems.
The tenderness
within her look
Is delightful to
behold,
Her heart of purest
joy
Of greater worth
than gold.
Her charm not only in her form
Blessed with a
pretty face,
Her treasure lies
much deeper
In her heart of
grace.
As she cherishes her
spirit
Her loveliness will
last,
In treasuring her
beauty
She won't regret the
past.
But if life should
hurt her soul
Tear her dreams to
shreds
Will her future then
be shattered
Leaving only dregs.
Whatever hurt should
come
God sees her
tenderness,
He can restore her
heart
And bless her with
His best.
Nothing can hold her
back
From knowing lots
of joy,
With the one the
Father says
Will be her chosen
boy.
Be assured little
princess
God sees your hope
take wing,
Carry your dream of
love
You are a daughter
of the King.