Have you dreamt about me?
I've dreamt about you.
You're so unreal but
you have to be true.
I think about you
all of the time.
I hope one day
to make you mine.
I idolize you
on a pedestal,
and wait at the bottom
to catch your fall.
In a flaw-ful world
your flaws don't show.
And there's just one
thing you need to know.
Your only vice is
my heart you steal.
You're better than my
dream girl, you're real.
It's never happened like this.
Where eye contact equals bliss.
Maybe it has but this wasn't the same.
For now, I can't get her off my brain.
So lame, but it was so cliche.
This girl, took my breath away.
My heart starts to beat faster
every single time I pass her.
So radiant, she lights up the room.
On a cloudy day her flowers bloom.
Her smile makes me melt like butter.
When she is near, butterflies clutter.
If I could stare into her eyes all day,
I know she'd take all my pain away.
Beauty unmatched from sea to sea.
Man, I wish she'd see me for me.
Then we'd be together, never apart.
'Cuz she's the girl holding my heart.
Hopefully I'll get the courage to say,
"You're the prettiest forever and a day."
Until then, I'll just admire her from afar.
'Cuz in the night she's my shining star.
Walking down the street,
I look up and I see
An old couple holding hands.
Man I hope one day that's me.
When I'm all grown up I
hope I grow old with you
And we'll be the couple
others say "I want that too."
But it's hard to imagine
our roads always merging
because today it feels like
their roads are just diverging.
One day she's beautiful.
One day he's a gentle man.
But then the next morning
neither one gives a damn
about anything they worked
for or the time they spent.
Then they just walk away
like love is something you rent.
How can you rent something
as immaculate as love?
Maybe it's cuz we don't
know what the hell is love.
Maybe it's cuz we don't
see love in our own home.
Maybe it's cuz we don't
have money to buy our own.
Maybe it's cuz we don't
work enough to maintain it.
Maybe it's cuz we don't
care enough to retain it.
Maybe it's cuz love is
something we just don't get.
But how does love become
something you regret?
So maybe love's a mountain
that's impossible to climb.
But take my hand girl and
everything will be fine.
Everyone always said that
man could never fly.
We'll it's time to take flight
and give our love a try.
When it works, we won't
have to answer why.
Because we know that
our love is not a lie,
in your arms I'll die.
The skies are gray
but all I see is blue.
You're my sun ray
and my moon too.
The darkest rooms
light up by your smile.
Infatuation will bloom
if you'd stay for a while.
Please stay for a while.
It's like I'm in a game of rock
paper scissors with my heart.
Your move will break the lock.
Chances are our paths will part.
But I loved you from the start.
I love to feel
your eyes as I look away.
You'd feel
the same if you'd just stay.
I'd promise
things, that I would keep.
I'd sing
nightly, until you fall sleep.
I'd hold
your hand, for all to see.
I'd be
your man, and you my lady.
I'd listen
to you, every single word.
I'd need
no help, from the tiny bird.
I'd fight
armies, if that's what it takes.
I'd lower
my wall, just to raise the stakes.
My love would never be fake.
So give me the dice.
I'll take the roll.
If that's what it takes
to find your beautiful soul.
Yeah, no need to worry we'll do it tomorrow.
Ugh, that's the day we can end our pain, fear, and sorrow.
Ha, but there's no reason to worry about today.
Uh, cuz tomorrow all our troubles will fade away.
We see a poor man stumbling down the street
barely able to support his own two feet.
And we look away.
We see hate in the communities we create
and continue to close our gate
on our neighbors.
We don't have neighbors,
we just live in a hood.
This is no good,
we can make it good.
But we don't, we just say...
Yeah, no need to worry we'll do it tomorrow.
Ugh, that's the day we can end our pain, fear, and sorrow.
Ha, but there's no reason to worry about today.
Uh, cuz tomorrow all our troubles will fade away.
A boy grows up fatherless and needs a hand
to help him understand how to be a man.
But we turn away.
Work needs to be done but we delay
to have some fun and worry another day.
We could make such a difference in the world
today.
But we won't. And we don't.
We just say...
Yeah, no need to worry we'll do it tomorrow.
Ugh, that's the day we can end all our pain, fear, and sorrow.
Ha, but there's no reason to worry about today.
Uh, cuz tomorrow all our troubles will fade away.
Here's a little something that we all need to realize;
we've been living our lives in a mini sea of lies.
We say we'll do it tomorrow,
but there is no tomorrow.
Tomorrow becomes today.
Today is every day,
but if we won't do it today
then when?
Why can't we say...
Yeah, no need to worry we'll do it today.
Ugh, now is the time to make a better day.
Ha, but there's no reason to worry about tomorrow.
Uh, cuz we're making the blue skies to end our sorrow.
Tomorrow never comes.
So stop procrastinating today
Because today tomorrow becomes.
I'm running out
of places to hide.
Why's there no comfort
in where I reside?
The seeker finds me
wherever I go.
He takes me high
then sinks me low.
A balloon flying,
freely in the air.
The clouds can't stop,
his thunderous glare.
This game's not fair.
I feel trapped in the
Most Dangerous Game.
The closer he gets,
the more I feel pain.
With each wound,
I'm not the same.
Why do I hide?
This is insane.
But the seeker,
no one can tame.
"Everything is great.
You're doing well.
But you ruin it all,
so go to hell.
I cannot stand
how little you do.
Actually, I meant,
I appreciate you.
I ask for help.
You come to assist.
But now I am
really pissed.
So go away
you worthless scum.
I'll chew you up
like a piece of gum."
What's there to gain?
In playing this game.
The seeker will drain
the hider's reign
of a happy claim.
Now all is bane
and he needs a cane
in order to maintain
the power to sustain
a look of fain
when sunshine is rain.
The seeker creeps,
to find his prey.
But the hider knows
just what he'll say.
To the pang he gets,
the hider's grown numb.
But the seeker is clueless
to what he's done.
He doesn't know
the holes he's made.
Or the soul crushed
in each passing raid.
The memories won't fade.
"I hope one day
you'll understand me.
And then maybe you
won't reprimand me.
I have an excuse
to be like this.
Now come over here
and give me a kiss.
You know that I'm
not always the seeker.
Besides, you can't
get any weaker.
Than when I chop
you don't like a tree.
But rarely do it
when others can see.
I'm your buddy,
just be my friend.
But dare not think,
this game will ever end."
So the hider plots
for the day he can seek.
To seek the seeker,
his power at the peak.
The seeker won't know
just where to hide.
For he's never been
on the hiding side.
The hider will rise,
wounds and all.
For he knows one day,
the seeker will fall.
No longer in thrall
nor standing tall..
