The Choices of the Lost

I wasn't one to believe in fairytales but now that's seem to change
I didn't pay attention to miricales or to the wonderful and strange
I didn't believe in magic spells or genies who lived in lamps
I never thought it romantic that lady fell in love with the tramp
I never believed that prince charming was on his way
But the day I met you all those doubts just seemed to fall away
I believe in you more than anything or at least I used to
I stopped thinking love was a lie and that may be it was true.

Can you save me from the ice that's slowly sliding in my soul
Can you stop me from being afraid from that wicked troll
Can you hide me from the big bad wolf.

I thought that you were superman and that I was truly saved
You had everything that I needed, everything I craved
But now I'm starting to doubt your role in my fairytale
It seems I'm in to deep and I've lost my trail
It's getting late and things are turning scary
The paths are growing thinner and now they seem to vary.

So now I'm lost, it seems I'm at a crossroad
Either continue in the forest or stop at this humble abode
Take a chance at the house made of sugary delights
Or wander in woods until its showered in light.