Two midnights gone! Wanting a ball is not wanting a Prince... Near may be better than far But it still isn't there... Near may be better than far But it still isn't there... The ball... So near... So far... You can never love somebody else's child- Two midnights gone! -the way you love- So near... -your own The prince... So far... The greatest prize can often lie At the end of the thorniest path... (Overlapping) Two midnights gone! Two midnights gone! Two midnights Two midnights gone! Two midnights gone! Two midnights gone. And the exhausted Baker and his wife buried the dead Milky-White