ghosts when I open my eyes, real when I close them
don’t wake me up, I love this dream
I’m afternoon dreaming, so much bliss
the love is perfect, perfectly imperfect
I love you, then I hate you
then I love you all over again, sanity?
forever.. Today, tomorrow, any day
my afternoon dream, I don’t wanna wake up
almost flawless.. Not flawless.
we are pretty, you just get me, you are pretty
what a life.. What a love
we live through, then we die getting through
this is an oxymoron.. Ours is
which side? This side. Love side
stick here cos there’s no other side.. anyway
let’s set this right.. Cos my dream..
the afternoon dream.. I don’t wanna wake up!