Fantasy

I'd like to be left alone in the garden
Sitting by the stone cold bench no bothering
Where only you're allowed to catch me by surprise
I fantasize

I'd like to be walking through the city streets
Minding my own business, looking at my feet
Just by chance I'll catch a glance and there you are
In front of me

I don't believe in fairytales
But what we had will do
I do believe what I can't see
And I can't see you

I'd like to be going to the symphony
All by my own, no care at all, gotta find my seat
Here and now amidst the crowd you'll find me
You'll find me

Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye

I don't believe in fairytales
But what we had will do
I do believe what I can't see
And I can't see you

Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye



Credits
Writer(s): Kirsten Adams
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