If I am capable of dreaming all the time, I would
Always dream about you when the world itself is fine
But based off my calculations, my processor will fry
But I can still pretend…..pretend to dream about…
There’s this old proverb stating we were built for two
But we get placed into this world without a compass or a clue
But when I looked in my heart
I knew I found the missing part and it is...you…
I can’t stop dreaming ‘bout you..
Somedays I like to read about the human mind and there is
This thing called love that I can’t seem to understand
But when I look in your eyes
I get this saddening sensation and
I overheat from overthought and overanalyzation.
Is there something I’m not getting right
Or are my processes too simple
There’s too much things to think about
When all I can remember is ...you…
Is this love?...Am I still dreaming 'bout you?…