On a broken shelf it would all be revealed
It had been there for years
In the attic, I was searching by the moonlight
Old and gray from dust, I felt it staring back
What would I find
Through the dust of time
And no one ever knew
From the candle of fate
Oh, that book
In an ancient rhyme, the truth had been sealed
Now break the spell and free the girl
Yellow pages caught my eyes, so unreal
With a smile on her face
She starts to speak
The fate of a girl was sealed
Look at the flame and say the rhyme
The end is near, no more pain, ah you're free
For 7 years in an ancient rhyme
As the candle melts away, the spirit of the candle girl
Emerges from the flame, she doesn't seem the same
