Epiphany

Lyrics

They always talk about
the smell of his color.
They always say
he would say he would die for her.

But lately I'm wondering if
this is all just fiction.
I just keep on waiting for him
but he never comes.

Fantasy in my head,
stole it from books I read.
Perfect painting of,
someone that I'm s'posed to love.
If she could see me now,
she'd ask "what does this mean,
that we're still waiting on,
the dream we had at 15?"

I want his smile
to be burned into my mind
I want him to
think about me all the time.

Wake up and know
that he is waiting for me.
Feel a certain pain
cause that's not my reality.

Fantasy in my head,
stole it from books I read.
Perfect painting of,
someone that I'm s'posed to love.
If she could see me now,
she'd ask "what does this mean,
that we're still waiting on,
the dream we had at 15?"

Maybe one day,
he will make an appearance.
Maybe one day,
I won't feel so alone.

Am I naive
to think there could be something?
But I just get so tired of feeling
like I can't be loved.

Fantasy in my head,
stole it from books I read.
Perfect painting of,
someone that I'm s'posed to love.
If she could see me now,
she'd ask "what does this mean,
why does the fairytale
never leave the screen?"
By now I thought someone
would treat me like a queen,
but we're still waiting on,
the dream we had at 15.