Lyrics: Rickolas Jameson
Music: Harvey Elliott Carter/Rickolas Jameson
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
(Promise)
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
(Promise)
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
A featherclad throne
A court full of jesters
And a hectaer to roam
Give me the best you can imagine
(Promise)
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
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