Faerie faerie, why are you so sad?
You can float upon the breeze and fly to new hights.
Why are you so sad?
You can do the un-doable on Earth.
People here think that it's just a pigment of my imagination.
But I see you, you see me.
We talk to eachother.
We laugh we cry.
People just don't get it.
But why are you so sad?
My beloved Faerie, of mine, why do you cry?
You're too pretty to cry.
Please tell me why,
A tear stream forms at your eye.
Please please, tell me why.
Tell me what's wrong.