I'd like to think Im the mess you'd wear with pride.

You've go the eyes
Of a dreamer, baby.
You're head so
Full of love.
And sometimes I like
To pretend that
I'm the one you're
Dreaming of.
A tender kiss, a
Staggering embrace ends with a
Heartbreaking hug.
I like to pretend that I
Am the one you're
Dreaming of.
You eyes are stars,
Your lips,
The moon.
Your body
The Earth below the rug.
And every night I go to sleep
You're the one Im
Dreaming of.