Ameliah Jayne - Ballerina Lyrics

She was a dancer
She had ambitions
But his shadow
Got in the way of her vision
The path is made of stone
That leads to home
Always caring for others
And making sacrifices
Now she's the ballerina
Spinning in a box
On her husband's dresser
'cause she gave it all up
She looks at photos to
Reminisce, while she's stuck behind
A white picket fence
It's a washed-up dream
Now she's imagining
The life that could've been
She was a writer
But she got discouraged
So the stories
Never left her pages
Her son became an author
She lived through him
As the proud mother
Her future was pre-written
Now she's the ballerina
Spinning in a box
On her husband's dresser
'cause she gave it all up
She looks at photos to
Reminisce, while she's stuck behind
A white picket fence
It's a washed-up dream
Now she's imagining
The life that could've been
Oh, All the Mozart's and Einstein's
Who never got their time to shine
'cause they were daydreaming from a kitchen
Stolen hopes and aspirations
Free like a bird or free like a man?
Maybe in another universe
She was told she can
'cause she was born with folded wings
Now she's left imagining
The life that could've been
Now she's the ballerina
Spinning in a box
On her husband's dresser
'cause she gave it all up
She looks at photos to
Reminisce, while she's stuck behind
A white picket fence
It's a washed-up dream
Now she's imagining
The life that could've been