Only in fairy tales

When you fall in love with Fantasy
when you get married yourself or marry into shes world,
in your head,
is before the divorce every day.

When you fall in love with Fantasy,
when you're still on the road, on this way,
good must always triumphs over evil
and your computer is overflowing with neverending files
about Love and the Devil,
a passionately wild marriage,
which you only read about in fairy tales.

And love and courage always wins.
Every day you look for reasons not to give up.
Everything is always changing, nothing is in its place.
In this unpredictable space
changes come even when you're not looking for them.
Anything you wouldn't think of and wouldn't want.

Your dearest, your beloved will not be tied down,
will do whatever they want, will scream:

"Freedom! Freedom! I don't do this or that! I don't!"

and fly freely in a two-seater Cadillac
with a supply of endless secret wishes and other problems
in the form of troubles and holy grails.
When you're on this journey,
when you are spending your time, your miles
if you don't want a new affaire,
you must know it about her.

She looks like she doesn't care about you,
but in reality she's insanely jealous.
Then desperate again.
Then excited. That yellow submarine is really yellow!
Then she's bored to death.
Then the real queen on the oriental minaret.
Then vagabond and will take you wherever you want.
Because without you, her empire fades away.

And that's all. That's the only way
                to love her.
That's why you find reasons not to give up.

When you swear forever to the world of Fantasy,
you always have one foot on the road.
And that's all, that's the only way.

You will forever be the Queen of Avalon
                or her King of Sword.
Every night and every day.

And that's all.
That's the only one.
Happy end.
Only one way.





(The Neverending Story • Theme Song • Limahl)