you are my soul's fantasy
after a week-long dream
and when i wake up
let me take a dip in my tea
and then, you can have a sip
but don't drink too much with me
because i'm giving you a toast
with my spoon raised to my lips
and soon
the sun will set on
what was meant to be
we had our childhood dreams
I'll play guitar and you pretend to sing
and while the sky turned orange and pink
we said let's see what life brings
remember the cotton candy clouds
the ones our stories were about
but then I never saw you again
I wonder what life might have been
