Her Fancy — текст песни (Our Emotional Trinkets)

Walk up to her door
Anticipation is rising
Fearful of the unknown
Will she even like me
She opens the door
Greets me with a smile
Press her lips to mine
And hold her tight
What are you thinking
This is all just a dream
She has her fancy
And you`ve got your fantasy
Still I lie awake at night
Hoping you might find me
In these blankets wrapped tight
The lonliness hides me
We take a drive
Stop at the first red light
And her hand clasps mine
A perfect fit to remind
What are you thinking
This is all just a dream
She has her fancy
And you`ve got your fantasy
Walk up to her door
Anticipation is rising
Fearful of disappoint
Will she grow to love me
She opens the door
Greets me with a smile
Press her lips to mine
And kiss her goodbye