I am not a child now.
I can take care of myself.
I mustn't let them down now
Mustn't let them see me cry.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm to tired to listen.
I'm too old to believe:
All these childish stories.
There is no such thing as faith,
And tɾust,
And pixie dust.
I tɾy,
But its to [C7]hard to [C7]believe.
I tɾy,
But I can't see what you [A7see.
I tɾy
I tɾy
I tɾy
My whole world is changing,
I don't know where to [C7]turn.
I can't leave you [A7baby,
But I can't stay and [Bm]watch the sitting burn;
Watch it burn.
'Cause I tɾy,
But its so hard to [C7]believe!
I tɾy,
But I can't see where you [A7see.
I tɾy.
I tɾy
I tɾy and [Bm]tɾy,
To understand,
The distance in between:
The love I feel,
The things i fear,
I dearly say good dream.
I can finally see it.
Now I have to [C7]believe:
All those precious stories.
All the world is made of faith,
And tɾust,
And pixie dust.
So I'll tɾy,
'Cause I finally believe!
I'll tɾy,
'Cause I can see where you [A7see!
I'll tɾy.
I'll tɾy!
I'll tɾy
I'll tɾy
To fly.
