Oh pretty you've lost your faith in love
don't even bother count the stars above
despite the tastes of heartaches and romance
put up a shiled and hide yourself from your pain
well I believe in love from fairytales
the kind of love we've heard it all so well
a love that takes you hight above the clouds
and you know you never wanted to come down

give me a chance and you will see
girl, make me yours and I will make you believe
you understand that we were meant to be
we have the kind of love they call it make believe..

If I could fly I would have hand you the moon
sourround your live with joy and laughter too
if you just give me all your heart and soul
girl i swear that I will never let you go

No one can capture my heart like you do
one thing that you should know
that in time, you will find
make believe the story of our life....