You are but a dream
and I am but a fool,
How about we read
each other in full,
For dreaming is the only
thing at which I excel,
And you, my dear, are waiting
for a fool to cast your spell,

Endless sail after the setting sun,
A search through the galaxies altar,
A run from the numbness of reality,
An odyssey into your abyss thought,
Where to...? Where to...?
To follow you, I'll be waiting still,
Say the words and I will,