Penelope
She weaves alone in her room all day
And every night she unravels her fate
She will do this until he returns
Or they catch her at this charade
Because she believes,
She believes in love
She’s sure she’d know if he was dead
She’s sure she’d feel it in her soul
So she weaves with her thread
In hopes he comes back soon, but she don’t know
But she believes
She believes in love
After twenty years he returned
To find his court is filled with fools
He looks for his lady bride
And when she sees him it all comes true
That she believes
She believes
She believes in love
She believes