So this is my destiny
hiding in shadows, where no one can see
scrubbing floors on hands and knees
trying, oh so hard, to please
and dreaming of the day fortune smiles on me

I spend my days below the stairs
Wishing and wondering if anyone cares
Guess I should know my fate
Accept by fate
with all good grace
or can you change the ways of the world
with your wishes and prayers?

Who wipe away my tears?
When I am crying, who hears?

Though my dreams are dead and gone
I must be strong and keep silent 
if I'm to go on

Who knows what tomorrow brings?
I'll make the best of things
This ugly little duckling
who dreams she'll turn into a swan.