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 dont really care.
i thought you were my fairytale,
my dream when i'm not sleeping.
a wish upon a star that's coming true.
but everybody else could tell,
that i confused my feelings with the truth;
when there was was me and you.
i swore i knew the melody,
that i heard you singing.
and when you smiled,
you made me feel,
like i could sing along.
but then you went and changed the words,
now my heart is empty.
i'm only left with used-to-be's;
and once upon a song.
i know you're not my fairytale,
and dreams were meant for sleeping.
and wishes on a star,
just don't come true.
and now even i can tell,
that i confused my feelings with the truth;
because i liked the view,
when there was me and you.
i can't believe that i could be so blind,
it's like you were floating,
while i was falling;
and i didnt mind.
because i liked the view,
i thought you felt it too,
when there was me and you.
