A sad little fairy who's very angry simply because we've forgotten how to believe.
Give me back my wings so I can fly.
But never look for meaning, never ask why.
We live in a world far different from yours.
Magic is filled with harmony, humanity is filled with wars.
If you looked into our world you’d only find grief.
As we have come to realise that ours, is an ancient belief.
You humans don’t believe something is real,
Unless it’s something you can touch, see or feel.
And soon I will be gone, like generations gone by.
But I never looked for meaning and I never asked why.