I Think This Is the Dream Where I Met You - Miya Folick

You’re wearing a smile that I recognize

You kiss me on the lips, and you say: «Why…

Why not?»

Then we’re shuffled outside on the concrete

Filtered through the crowd and I see you

Look for me

I think I’m dreaming

I think I’m dreaming

Now you’re making a 3D facsimile

I’m sitting on a chair and you circle

You circle around me

Feeding you bread and butter

Morning sun growing hotter

Outside, and I ask you your last name

I think I’m dreaming

Will you dream with me?

I am dreaming

Will you dream with me?

Feeding you bread and butter

Morning sun growing hotter

Outside, and I ask you your last name