Verse 1 Midnight used to mean goodbye, A fading dream beneath the sky, Glass and glitter, borrowed light, Dancing on a fragile night. I wore a hope I couldn’t keep, A secret stitched in silk so deep, But even dreams must find their end— Or turn into something heaven-sent. Pre-Chorus I was waiting for a sign, For a love that would be mine, Not a wish upon a star— But someone who sees my heart. Chorus This is love, rising soft and slow, Like a melody I’ve always known, Not just magic, not just fate, But a hand in mine that won’t let go. This is love, steady as it seems, More than slippers, more than dreams, It’s the light that finds me in the dark— And tells me I am home. (Prince harmony: “You are home…”) Verse 2 No more hiding by the fire, No more small and no more quiet, I have found my voice at last, No shadow from my past. He doesn’t see a crown or throne, Or the girl who stood alone, He sees the woman brave and true— And says my heart is shining through. (Prince soft echo: “Shining through…”) Pre-Chorus I was waiting for a sign, Now his hand is holding mine, Not a rescue from above— But a promise made of love. Chorus This is love, clear and bright and new, Like the sky washed clean in blue, Not a fairytale disguise, But truth reflected in his eyes. This is love, fearless and alive, Teaching both our hearts to rise, It’s the song I never knew I knew— Until it sang with you. (Prince harmony: “With you…”) Bridge If the clock begins to chime, Let it mark a different time— Not an ending dressed in fear, But a future standing here. No spell to break, no need to run, No race against the setting sun, Just two hearts choosing every day To love in their own way. (Prince joins softly) Prince: I found my courage in your eyes. Cinderella: I found my truth when you were mine. Together (harmony): And every midnight now reminds us… Final Chorus (Duet & Ensemble swell) This is love, strong enough to stay, When the music fades away, More than kingdoms, more than gold, It’s a story we both hold. This is love, not a fleeting glow, But a fire that gently grows, From a single spark into a flame— And nothing will be the same. Cinderella (soft tag): This is love… Prince (harmony): This is love… Together: And it found us.

When Love Finds Me