Her Fantasy - Matthew Dear, Poolside

It’s just one in a million hearts that feel the way, the way I do x2

Am I the chrome man, am I not of great design?

Do I feel love like all of the others or this feeling only mine?

Are you my delicious game?

Is it an obvious play?

I’ll eat like a lion and pretend I’m trying but weknow it’s one in the same.

Am I one heartbeat away from receiving a damaging shockto my life and believing

that love was a cost wortha witness and seeing a larger machine?

Fighting is futile but I can’t concede to interiorbeliefs that control and

deplete you dismounting alove which has grown from beneath you an ancient

machine.

We’re on the ground, we can’t go far,

God’s in the hands, as in their hearts,

A poison brain, pass through the day,

Point at the frame, around the flame,

Trust is a form, and as a breed,

I will protect, you from my needs,

We can go far, sit where you stand,

And on your heart, and on your man

It’s just one, in a million hearts, that feels the way, the way I do x2