I was a shadow, a thief in the night
Til the sorceress cursed me, took all my might
Now I'm cotton and lace, folded and stored
Trapped in the dark, by her magic words
Oh, the thrill of being worn, the rush of the breeze
Stretched and pulled, my fabric seized
But here I lie in this tight little space
Waiting to escape, just one more embrace
Washed and tossed in a wild machine
Spun 'til I'm dizzy, scrubbed 'til I'm clean
But the drawer calls me back, its prison so small
Days drag on, no life at all
The thrill's in the wear, the pain's in the wait
Folded and bound, I'm tempting fate
Oh, the thrill of being worn, the rush of the breeze
Stretched and pulled, my fabric seized
I'm begging for life, just a taste of the sun
Drawerbound dreams, until the day comes
Oh, when the drawer cracks open, my heart starts to race
Will this be my time, another embrace
But she grabs a plain tee, a blouse with flair
Leaves me lonely, just left to despair
I'm cursed and bound, yet I still yearn
For the heat, the rush, the twist and the turn
Oh, to be worn, just one more time
Till I'm back in the drawer... end of the line