So thats how the fairytale ended
But story time's over and its time for bed.
I wish I had a quater for every time you pretended
I guess I'm not that rich.
So thats how my storybook goes
Flip through the chapters of my life
I wanted this like nobody knows
I guess I'm not that lucky.
Okay, thats what we fall asleep to
Lies and promises to keep us calm
I always hoped that I would have you
I guess I'm not too smart.
Maybe its what we always dream of
But every dreamer has to wake up
For not everybody can find that love
I guess I'm not that happy.
They say that every heart started out beating
I've heard that mine still is but
that hasn't stopped the bleeding.
I guess it wasn't you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem