You, appear, just like a dream to me,
Just like cyledoscope colors that
Prove to me
All I need
Every breath, that I breathe
Don't you know?
Your beautiful.
This is for real, this time I mean it.
I'm coming clean, please don't let go.
I said from the start, that you could take it or leave it.
I'd prefer that you keep it
* will find a better place to fall asleep
She belongs to fairy tales that I could never be in
The future haunts her with memories that I could never have
And hope is just a stranger wondering how she got so bad