You are the evening cloud floating in the sky of my dreams I paint you and fashion you ever with my love longings You are my own, my own, Dweller in my endless dreams!
Poem by Rabindranath Tagore
By Paramore
Think of me when you're out, when you're out there I'll beg you nice from my knees And when the world treats you way too fairly Well, it's a shame I'm a dream
All I wanted was you All I wanted was you
I think I'll pace my apartment a few times And fall asleep on the couch And wake up early to black and white reruns That escaped from the mouth, oh, oh
All I wanted was you All I wanted was you All I wanted was you All I wanted was you
I could follow you to the beginning Just to relive the start And maybe then we'll remember to slow down And all of our favourite parts
All I wanted was you All I wanted was you All I wanted was you All I wanted was you All I wanted was you