I’m glad to say I’m over you
Your not the girl I thought I knew

It’s not your fault I dreamt you
You never tried to hide what’s true

I wished and I wished and wished
But a winking star isn’t a confirmation

My imagination likes to play tricks
Daydream and reality tend to mix

I’m really getting tired of this
Maybe I’ll see a psychiatrist

I wished and I wished and wished
But a winking star isn’t a confirmation

Maybe if I open my eyes
I won’t think up so many lies

But I’m scared to look and see
What’s going on outside of me

I wished and I wished and wished
But a winking star isn’t a confirmation