When You Can't Have Two - 3/5/2014 Part II

It's a plain white imagery
The first time we met
Not the slightest hesitation
Now the biggest revelation

It's a good old trick of reality
The more you try to forget
You want to bury that confusion
Find no answer, no explanation

So I'll write it down in my own sweet words
I'll write it down and send it to heaven
I'll take it home to my brand new world
I'll dream, I'll hope that it stays in heaven

And time alone can cure fantasy
It's a game you play and later regret
End the notes sang by temptation
This irony spelled by mere attraction

So write it down in your own sweet words
Write it down and send it to heaven
Take it home to a brand new world
Then dream and hope it stays in heaven