Middlemist Red Camellia

There are two kinds of people in this world Hopeless romantics and realists A realist just sees that face And packs it in with every other pretty girl he's ever seen before A hopeless romantic becomes convinced That God put them on earth to be with that one person But You ain't a dandelion You a Middlemist Red Camellia Rarest flower let's put that one to bed Watching her rise from the sheets You a sunset I can reach Can't capture all the colors inside my cerebral I'm trusting God but my happiness is far from equal This slump is something so I road my bike like Knievel I'm hopeful in a rollercoaster, can he say the same? Middlemist Red Camellia In my brain Is how I see ya