[[INTRO FUNK INSTRUMENTAL]] [[VERSE 1]] There's a certain thing called empathy I feel it deep in you ambling down the street. Looking at your subtle choreography I figure we won’t ever meet (I don't think we'll ever meet. no, not ever!) [[VERSE 2]] Talk about intoxication (holy moley) holy moley holy moley holy moley I’m a little drunk on what might’ve been. If you knew my dedication, young one, You‘d be welcoming me in. (you'd let me in your front door, let me in that front door, baby) [[PRE-CHORUS: FUNK DISCO GLITCHY INSTRUMENTAL]] [[CHORUS]] So much of this has to do with Lovely souls never having met (never met, never met, never ever met) Stranger, this is the closest thing To a love song you’re ever gonna get. (closest thing to a love song you're ever gonna get) (gonna get) (gonna get) (gonna get) (gonna get) (gonna get) (gonna get) But (And it's a big but) deep in my dreams, in my dreams, late, late at night [[VERSE 3]] Your body is folded over me Like a lonesome beggar feeding (feed that beggar, feed that beggar, c'mon, feed that beggar) Shoulders rolling on an open sea Waves, lots of waves, quietly receding. (waves on your shoulders, waves on your beautiful shoulders) [[PRE-CHORUS: FUNK DISCO GLITCHY INSTRUMENTAL]] [[CHORUS]] So much of this has to do with Lovely souls never having met (never met, never met, never never met) Stranger, this Is the closest thing To a love song you’re ever gonna get. Get close, get really really close Let's get close to a love song [[BRIDGE]] However, And it's a big however In my dreams, in my dreams, late, late at night Fear never gets the best of me, I've got a soul without pollution. Your love is more like avarice Greed without resolution. But in my dreams, in my dreams, late, late at night Fear never gets the best of me, Fear never gets the best of me, Fear never gets the best of me, [[PRE-CHORUS: FUNK DISCO GLITCHY INSTRUMENTAL]] [[CHORUS]] So much of this has to do with Lovely souls never having met (never met, never met, never never met) Stranger, this Is the closest thing To a love song you’re ever gonna get. Get close, get really really close Let's get close to a sweet little love song [[OUTRO]] Ain't gonna let fear get the best of me (no, I'm not) (no, I'm not) (no, I'm not) Not gonna let it fill me with regret. No regret, no regret, I don't have time for it Regret, you can see your way out the door I don't wanna have to tell you twice Regret, you are not welcome here By the way, take your buddy fear with you, too! Get on out Get on out Get on out Get on out Please leave, we have no time in our schedule Can't fit you in, not right now, not tomorrow, not ever You also are not invited to my house (not this house) The doors will be closed to you Not my birthday party Not my wedding (just don't bother, just don't bother) Not my family reunion (my family is off-limits, so off-limits) And definitely (very most definitely) Not My Funeral This love song is about to happen This love song needs to happen, baby This love song is about to happen Needs to happen Needs to happen C'mon, baby, let's make it happen Now, now, now, now, right now It's happening It's happening It's happening In my dreams tonight.
