You are the songs in my head
Love is old, love is new
Love is all, love is you
And most everything I listen to
Oh you fill my lungs with sweetness
And you fill my head with you
Reminds me of you
Everything looks perfect from far away
Come down now, they'll say
(You know, you look perfect
No matter how close)

And I play these songs on repeat
Just like my memories of you
Cherishing them because I know
That when the song ends
I can replay it
I just wish
That every time you leave
I could replay the memories

But memories don't do you justice
And memories aren't tangible
They're imaginary copies
And you are the realest thing
I've ever met