I am not a child now.
I can take care of myself.
I mustn't let them down now.
I mustn't let them see me cry.
I'm fine, I'm fine.

I'm too tired to listen.
I'm too old to believe.
All these childish stories.
There is no such thing as faith & [bad word] & pixie dust.

I try but its so hard to believe.
I try but I can't see what you see.
I try, I try, I try.

My whole world is changing.
I don't know where to turn.
I can't leave you waiting.
But I can't stay and watch the city burn.
Ohh watch'it burn.

Cause I try but it's so hard to believe.
I try but I can't see what you see.
I try, I try.

I try and try to understand the distance and between.
The love I feel the things I fear and every single dream.

I can finally see it.
Now I have to believe all those precious stories.
All the world is made of faith and [bad word] and pixie dust.

So I'll try cause I finally believe.
I'll try cause I can see what you see.
I'll try, I'll try
I will try, I'll try to fly. 

Я уже не детя,
Я давно повзрослела.
Это значит теперь слезы лить я не должна...
Вот так..Вот так..
Вовсе нет знаю я, нет пыльцы колдовской
Веры нет никакой...
Это сказки для детей
Их нет...конечно нет.

Но я хочу верить в ночную страну
Хочу! Только не вижу её..
Хочу! Хочу.. Хочу...

Нужно только хотеть,
И ты сможешь взлететь,
И уже мне ясно, что из веры создан мир
Любви и Надежды.

И назло чужим трезвым голосам!
Любой должен пройти все это сам!
Хотеть, хотеть взлететь!