Believing, the hardest thing to do...
Deep down in my heart, in my soul, in my mind and body,
I know it is not real,
But I choose to believe.
All those books that I read,
Those fairy tales, enchanted castles, brave heroes,
great adventures, dangerous beasts, and wonders of all kinds.
I know they aren’t real, but I choose to believe,
Even though I see with my eyes, smell with my nose,
taste with my tongue, hear with my ears, and feel with my skin.
Deep down I know they aren’t real, but on the crust of my skin
I still wish and believe they are real. I always will believe.
It’s blended in my heart all the way to my soul.
I choose to believe.