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I'm not a little girl anymore,
I can take care of myself
I won't let them down,
They shouldn't see me cry..
it's done, it's done..
I'm tired of hearing..
and I refuse to believe
those tales of yesterday..
today there are no fairies to call
I don't know, I lack faith...

and behind me the emotion stayed
behind me the illusion got lost
behind behind behind...

I see the world changing
I don't know where to turn
I can't stay..
watching as the city burns, my city

and behind me the emotion stayed
behind me the illusion got lost
behind behind...

and I looked back to understand
the dreams that were in me
how close fear and love are
who will dream like that?

I see it now finally..
now I can believe those tales of yesterday
and that world I found..
I know.. only with faith

and search for the illusion I lost
look at what I didn't see before
long for, want, dream, achieve, fly...