Too Good To Be True
Crusing down the streets
Late at night
The clock struck past midnight
Although I can't quite see your face,
I love the way you look at me
With the streetlights glowing in your eyes
And the way your fingertips touch my thighs
You smell like an ocean breeze
With the windows all the way down
How it blows your hair all around
And you still have to run your fingertips through it
because to you, it's still not perfect enough
I love you
With the music blasting
And our crappy voices singing along with it
I love you
Driving endless miles with no exact destination,
"Keep on going" I said
I love you
Finally, we stop
We stared at the stars through your moonroof
You gave me one last kiss goodnight
But I don't want you to leave my sight
Suddenly, I felt a shaking movement
I wake up to find the bed empty next to me
Unfortunately, it was all a dream