Why can't I turn my days into a fairy tale?
Why can't I live that fairy tale the way I dream it?
Why can't that dream become a reality?
Why can't our reality be simple?
Why can't this simplicity be our way?
Why is the way long and uncertain?
Why is it that I still see your face when I close my eyes?
Why can I feel your presence in the emptiness of my bed?
Why is my bed forever cold?
Why do you hide behind that pole?
Why don't you just give in?
Why don't you just let love in?
That's what I did.