And when he was around,Reality faded into something so utterly fascinating,
That she often wondered if she was dreaming.
But after night,
There must come day,
And not once did she think,
That every dream,
Has to end,
Including him.
And when he was around,Reality faded into something so utterly fascinating,
That she often wondered if she was dreaming.
But after night,
There must come day,
And not once did she think,
That every dream,
Has to end,
Including him.