The charming whispers in my head
They say I fall for her
But am I the only one who hears the undertone
...And it´s plain to see that I move on
I think I trust to luck
But am I the only one who fears this could be wrong

And see her hair
It´s way too brown
She can´t be real
See her view like a charm
As it´s supposed to be
All I know and all I see
And all she makes me believe
She´s a myth, she´s a myth
Though she has to be

And every step is hard to bear
I pay so dearly for this
Or is it only me who´s breathing heavily
I feel it burning in my eyes
My hands begin to shake
Is this the end of me
My head says look and see

And see her hair
It´s way too brown
She can´t be real
See her view like a charm
As it´s supposed to be
All I know and all I see
And all she makes me believe
She´s a myth, she´s a myth
Though she has to be
She has to be
She has to be