Where are the hopes? Where are the dreams? My Cinderella-Story-Scene…?

This ain’t lust, I know this is love.

And I don’t want the world to see me, ‘cause I don’t think that they’d understand.

It’s the heart that really matters in the end.

Let us share this moment, let’s enjoy this night.

Whenever you look at me I wish I was her.

You used to shine so bright but I watched all of it fade.

Love hurts. But sometimes it’s a good hurt and it feels like I’m alive.

And how do I know if you’re feeling the same as me?

It must have been love - but it’s over now.