Genuinely Make-Believe Paroles

A widow watch her house burn down,
Hear her newborn baby cry.
I've took a thousand daggers,
Felt the cracking of the whip,
I've flown above the tallest trees,
Swam beneath a sinking ship.
But I'm scared to leap the chasm,
And wear my heart upon my sleeve.
And is this feeling really real,
Or is it genuinely make-believe?

Well, I've tasted the sweetest poison,
From the holiest of grails,
I've spoken of some serious truth,
I've told a lot of tales.
I've never been a hero,
Not deserving any thanks,
Never saved a damsel in distress,
Distracted enemy tanks.
I've walked bare-foot for months, And wear my heart upon my sleeve.
And is this feeling really real,
Or is it genuinely make-believe?

Now, New York City's calling,
I will take you there, you know,
I'd cross the earth, the heavens too,
To be wherever you go.
And we made such a big promise,
I'll keep it until I die,
And what we said that fateful night,
Could be the perfect alibi.
Ever made a wish just knowing,
That such a wish can't come true?
That's the feeling I was getting,
When I wished for someone like you.
Now I've gone and leapt the chasm,
Put my heart upon my sleeve,
Now I know this feeling is really real,
This isn't make-believe.