It's funny when you find yourself , looking from the outside, I'm standing here but all I  want is to be over there. Why did I let myself believe miracles could happen, cause now I have to pretend, that I don't really care. I thought you were my fairytale, a dream when I'm not sleeping, a wish upon a star, thats coming true. But everybody else could tell, that I confused my feelings with the truth, when there was me and you. Now I know your not a fairytale, and dreams were meant for sleeping, and wishes on a star, just don't come true, cause now even I can tell, that I confused my feelings with the truth.. WHEN THERE MAS ME AND YOU.