Saturday, 6 November 2010

Sweet Fantasy

I’ve seen your face before
oh so many times.
And ever since the very first glimpse,
I can’t get you off my mind.
I wonder, when I see you,
if you can see me too?
Through the crowds, I want to scream out loud
my love for you.

But you don’t know me,
so we can never be.
All that’s left is to dream at night
Of you and me - my own sweet fantasy.

We all take different walks in life,
but one day our paths all cross.
I’ll hope to see your face again
one day in London rain.
I thought last night you called for me
So I screamed back your name -
My imagination fooled me
‘cause your reply never came.

‘Cause you don’t know me,
so we can never be.
All that’s left is to dream at night
Of you and me - my own sweet fantasy.

These photographs of you
are all I have to ease the pain.
So I’ll stare at them ‘till my eyes bleed,
and I feel you here again.
I’ll wait for you like a woman possessed,
concoct visions of your caress -
But since I realised you can’t love me,
My whole life’s been a mess.

‘Cause you don’t know me,
so we can never be.
All that’s left is to dream at night
Of you and me - my own sweet fantasy.

No, you don’t know me,
so we won’t ever be.
So all I do is dream at night
Of you and me - my own sweet fantasy.

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