Romantic

Dreams so vivid that they blend into reality Like watercolors dripping from a page onto a melody The sky bruised livid like all those things that she said to me Now the weathers getting colder and the sun takes over in the same way that tea steeps The distance between night and day is how long till we meet With your head on my shoulder would be easier to sleep I guess I can't complain cause I'm happy by myself But I'd rather be with you than with anybody else Maybe when we're older we can try this again Or maybe it's just over but some nights I pretend The words you used were beautiful like the birds that are singing at a funeral Your voice is a stain in my mind like an aged cherry wine spilled onto white bedsheets The distance between night and day is how long till we meet With your head on my shoulder would be easier to sleep I guess I can't complain cause I'm happy by myself But I'd rather be with you than with anybody else Lift my chin when I'm down and show me what's right in front of me I'm just a romantic I'm not into semantics especially when I'm trying to sleep The distance between night and day is how long till we meet With your head on my shoulder would be easier to sleep I guess I can't complain cause I'm happy by myself But I'd rather be with you than with anybody else The distance between night and day is how long till we meet With your head on my shoulder would be easier to sleep I guess I can't complain cause I'm happy by myself But I'd rather be with you than with anybody else