I fade in
and out
of a simpler time

The smell of wheat
and lemons
fills the air

The bed of a pickup
is my home
as the scenery envelops me
and before I know it,
we're in the next town

I don't know
what it is about him
that makes me dream

It makes me travel
to another world
One where I am worthy of not just love,
but of his time

The soft transition
of melodies
on the radio
play
and all I can do is listen

I'm lost in more than just his eyes,
by now
And I'm falling deeply
and falsely in love