When I was little, I read fairy tales
They always said that there was a Prince
I wanted one of those things
But I could only find them in dreams
I gave up hope and I never believed in them again
Until I saw you and the dreams had once more began
I don't believe in fairy tales but I want to
Something about them seemed so true
Was it the evil surrounding the good?
Was it finding love where no one thought they could?
Whatever it is, its you that changed my perspective
You made me see that believing in fairy tales is subjective.
