IRC-Galleria

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 that's coming true.
But everybody else could tell, that I confused my feelings with the truth.
When there 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.

Now I know you're 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.
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 didn't mind.
Because I liked the view, oohhh, oohhh.
I thought you felt it too.
When there was me and you.