Daydream delusion,
limousine eyelash.
Oh baby with your pretty face,
Drop a tear in my wineglass.
Look at those big eyes.
See what you mean to me:
Sweet-cakes and milkshakes.
I’m a delusion angel.
I’m a fantasy parade.
I want you to know what I think.
Don’t want you to guess anymore.
You have no idea where I came from.
We have no idea where we’re going.
Lodged in life,
Like branches in a river,
Flowing downstream,
Caught in the current.
I’ll carry you.
You’ll carry me.
That’s how it could be.
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?
– Before Sunrise
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