No
He didn't make any promises
He didn't sell me a dream
But the way in which he spoke
Showed me things I've never seen
Between the lines
I heard a song
Which makes me want to move to the rhythm of his symphony
Eyes closed
I feel like an imposter
Stealing each note
As it flows like water
My soul awakens
Like a memory is calling
My heart wants to kneel
To dwell
To lose itself
In the spirit of fantasy