You were my dream, so many years ago.
And you were the hopes which I could never sow.
You were the peace I never even hoped to find.
And you were the love that once seemed so divine.
I never dreamt of a place like this,
I never felt the love of a true kiss.
I never hoped to be more than I knew,
for who should be there to see it through?
The fairy tales create this realm -
they sell happiness and love that abounds.
And I always wondered how.
How much will people pay for a glimpse at a life content?
How much will they waste away with this future, already spent?
