The fairy tale

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With yet another year nearing its end, it’s time to move on. This song has no connection with what this year has been. When I look back now, the year has been honest and successful. It’s just about one realization with which I grew up this year: Fairy tales don’t exist.

I didn’t want this song to get lost in loads of videos I share on Facebook. Want to come back to it and listen often, so keeping it safe somewhere where I spent ‘my’ moments of the day. 

It's so hard to lose the one you love
To finally have to say goodbye
You try to be strong but the pain keeps holdin' on
And all that you can do is cry
Deep within your heart you know it's time to move on
When the fairy tale that you once knew is gone

When the last tear drop falls
I'll still be holdin' on to all of our memories
And all of what used to be

When the last tear drop falls
I will stand tall
And know that you're here with me in my heart
When the last tear drop falls

So now I'm alone and life keeps movin' on
But my destination still unknown, oh yeah
Will there be a time when I'll fall in love again?
When I was meant to walk these streets alone
If there was just one wish I could be granted here tonight
It would be to have you right back by my side

Now it's time for me to find my happiness again
And the emptiness from missin' you
Will never ever end, baby.

The song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iB1xS0UqtHo&feature=related

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