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 now I know you're not a fairytale,

& dreams were meant for sleeping

& wishes on a star just don't come true;

Cause now even I can tell that I confused my feelings with the truth.

I can't believe that I could be so blind.