I wish someone would kiss me
the way stars kiss the darkness
   just before it dawns
perhaps then I would know
how it feels to be missed.

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

'There's a thousand tales in her scars
And ten thousand words in her eyes
Her heart is big enough for two
But she isn't real
And I can't make her real
She has a love of every man and woman
A care of every being that lives
And eyes that say she needs you
But she isn't real
And I can't make her real
I've made up the stories about her
I've conjured the way she thinks
I've ignored the way that she is
Because she isn't real
And I can't make her real
Am I the only one who sees past the veil?
The only one who looks in my mirror
And doesn’t like what I see
She isn’t real
Because that side of me isn’t real