And if all the things

that I dreamt about before came true

but you left out the door

I wouldn’t want them

‘Cause all I want is you these days

Sketchboard romantic

Head with the doves

Strawberry visions

Drenched in your flood

These are the things I have imagined

But to trade them for you

Would convince me enough

To be ripping out pages

and tearing them up

An incendiary to the things I have imagined

And if all the things

that I dreamt about before came true

but you left out the door

I wouldn’t want them

‘Cause all I want is you these days

And if all the things

that I dreamt about before came true

but you left out the door

I wouldn’t want them

‘Cause all I want is you these days

A regal procession

Feather clad throne

A court full of jesters

and a hectare to roam

Give me the best you could imagine

Not a tarnished old coin would exchange my resolve

for existence so finite, in a lifetime of cold

I don’t compare anything to what’s in front of me

And if all the things

that I dreamt about before came true

but you left out the door

I wouldn’t want them

‘Cause all I want is you these days

And if all the things

that I dreamt about before came true

but you left out the door

I wouldn’t want them

‘Cause all I want is you these days

And if all the things

that I dreamt about before came true

but you left out the door

I wouldn’t want them

‘Cause all I want is you these days