Wrong. Right. Thinking.

It's wrong.
But how can it feel so right?

It's unhealthy thinking.
There's such a low chance.
But I think, that this is different.
It feels different this time.
Like... it was just made for me.
Like you were made for me.

And you know.
I won't stop believing in my other dreams.
So why should I give up on this one?

You never know what might happen.

Whatever they say,
I know I can.
I know I will.

There's just no 'No'.

I know it's wrong.
But it feels so right.