Itâs been so well kept that we didnât even see it
Sensed it, though we could never feel it or make sense of this
This lack of reflection on ourselves, it may appear shallow
Looking from another perspective
Maybe hesitation says weâll never know cliché
Letâs immerse ourselves in make-believe stories, letâs pretend that theyâre reality
Weâre not in love, thatâs a distant dream
But we could be, we could be
The lights seem over-amplified so we lay in darkness
In which an idea can inspire hours of thought
We put this feeling down to no more than attraction
It still did not cross our minds
Maybe hesitation says weâll never know cliché
Letâs immerse ourselves in make-believe stories, letâs pretend that theyâre reality
Weâre not in love, thatâs a distant dream
But we could be, we could be
Letâs immerse ourselves in make-believe stories, letâs pretend that theyâre reality
What I know, you donât believe
But youâve missed me, youâve missed me
Have you ever noticed
When we say goodbye
We touch a little longer
Close our eyes a little longer
The things I hear you say
The way we act
How we close our eyes a little longer
When we part, and walk away
The way we act
How we close our eyes a little longer
Letâs immerse ourselves in make-believe stories, letâs pretend that theyâre reality