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It's a dream
It's all a dream I stumbled into
Nothing more than a wish I made once
Either the universe was cruel enough to grant it
Or none of it is real
I could whisper, I could give in, I could let those words pass my lips
Your name, like a flower kissed by the rain
But it isn't real
I've known this taste before, it drives me out of my mind
And wraps around my heart and tugs me past where I'm standing
I ask for a sign, but I won't receive any, I know better
A heavy burden's been laid across my shoulders and part of me is broken
The issue is, I don't even know what broke
Is this a whirl-winded thing, am I to be drenched in fancy and left out to dry like yesterday's laundry
I am left alone, to think and try to figure out the mess of my heart
Maybe this is where I'm safest, maybe this is where I can admit it
Deep down, in the bottom of my soul, where I lay hidden
This is where I'll whisper it quietly to myself, as though no one ever knew it
This unreal thing that doesn't matter
This dream that's taken my heart captive
At long last I've been blown off my feet and into something much deeper
But here I'll whisper my heart quietly, as though nothing else ever mattered
I'm in love