Maybe you hated me secretly, maybe you mocked my naivety
There was no sign, no word, why made me think you'd look at me
Maybe my poor eyesight played me, and my mind lived in dreams
I've always knew you're not my music, yet, you invaded my symphony.
Now I've destroyed myself,my own dreams, and you never gave a second thought about me.
What a cheap way to destroy lives, to fall in love with your fantasy