It Was Always You

Everyday, at quarter to three, right under that tree
Buried inside those beautiful lines, living a fantasy.
One of these days you’ll glance up at me and I hope you will see
The love I feel, it pours out free. It’s not a fantasy.
You have stars in your eyes, shining so bright.
Lost in your world. Enraptured. Captured.
It was always you.
I say, «hi, let’s catch up for tea right under this tree».
Fairytales, just tales that cannot be. Perhaps between you and me?
You have stars in your eyes, shining so bright.
Lost in your world. Enraptured. Captured.
It was always you.
And I see you there my darling, in your mind a wonderland.
You and I, we will fly above the clouds. Above the world.