I've been in love with her, and I'm sure she's been in love with me
Inside year or so long daydreams, it seems the deleted scenes had made up our life
We were in freak flash floods that swept both of us off our feet, but it all
Panned out, hoping nobody seen that we made out under the rug
Trips to the moon, fun in the sun, concerning us, we'd never shut up
About one another, but-but the thing was ironic, could never quite untie our tongues
I was drunk and honеy-bee buzzed in a first class seat to ride
Upwards to fantasy you'd hеar my cartoon drawn heart off-beat

Yeah, we flew over prismatic seas, surrealistic scenery
She took my hand and began to speak of job opportunities that she reached
She would be oh so far away from me, but I could never make her refuse
Something that dear to her so, I told her that it was all "great, you should do it
We'll be more than fine I will promise, cross my deflated heart being honest
Not a sob story that we were dropped in, there's just a whole lot here to process"
So we talk-talked as the dust settled, watched the ceiling ripple on rose petals
Shell-shocked, watching the sun melt upon the dash, foot light on the pedal

She took her jetpack and she went
Beyond the stratosphere, but still sends
Texts to me throughout turmoil
And gets a smile on my face again and again
We're togetherish but at least we're together
And we're still daydreaming scenes
No director in, but we film on set
Even though we go and paint green on screens
She's so far away but I feel so close to her, may just be real
No phantom pain, but phantom pleasure and of course I'm set on making a sequel
Radioactive dirt, I could plant a seed that becomes a tree
Because I'm still in love with her and I'm sure she's still in love with me