Kissing frogs is fine when you’re single, when you’ve time to spare. You
Hold the mirror, comb your hair, the manna drops down from heaven. But
Spare a thought for me; light a candle. Place me in the flame…
Handle me with care, I’ll maybe melt away. If you do believe in me; yes
If you are convinced — I’ll be your prince now and forever.
No more wincing as you kiss a frog, and no more waiting…
