I tell stories of you
I have dreams of you
No-one believes you exist
A fantasy girl I've made up
Like characters in my book
I reminisce on the nights
When you got wetter then water for me
I have your songs in my phone
Your voice warms my heart
On the coldest new York nights
Have you found your Persian yet?
Am I the only one holding on
With hopes of our purity in track
I needed to be isolated to grow
You needed to let me go
To triple my worth
Am I crazy or are you for me?
I've never lied
I'm still sitting under the sycamore tree
While girls past and go
I've got no interest in their show
I'm standing stronger then a statue
My finances are looking like my confidence
My soul feels alive burning
With a fire
My heart is storming with love
If my commitment to return
Worst then a Sith Lord
Well there be a chance for me
In your new republic
Will you feel confident getting in my car
Letting me show you a new world
Driving into the darkness
You call an abyss
I've never been so committed
To such a challenge
Love isn't a fairy tale
It's a journey into a lost world
Will you take it with me
Are the tales I've told
Only pipe dreams
Of a fantasy woman
Or are they true tales
A slide down the rabbit hole
From science fiction
Addicted to hunting a myth
I'll proclaim to everyone exist
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