I had w i n g s once, and they were s t r o n g. They could carry me above the clouds and into the headwinds, and they never faltered. Not even once. But they were stolen from me.
I wish I could promise you it’d be all right in the end. I can’t, but we can make now all right.
And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem,
But if I know you, I know what you’ll do,
You’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream…
2x08 - Happy Birthday, Mr. President
How are you even real?
- which of life’s paths have we chosen?
- the one with the happy ending of course.
Then I wake up.