The world we dream of

Metaphorically speaking
I live in a world
Where everything's from a dream
That haunts me every nightt
With a carnival on the beach
And stars within reach
Though I know it's not something
I should live by

The sun's still shining out
But stays hidden behind the clouds
And the rain only pours in a certain part of town

I didn't come to you for the truth
Can't we live in my fantasy?
So once again if I asked you
Would you run away with me?
What is it that you would say?
Because I'm the type of girl who'd dance
If it ever rained on my parade

Metaphorically thinking
I live in a world
Where everything's from a fantasy
That I had made up in my mind
With blood red lights in the city
And you always here with me
Though I know it's not something
I should thrive by

I didn't come to you for the truth
Can't we live in my fantasy?
So once again if I asked you
Would you run away with me?
What is it that you would say?
Because I'm the type of girl who'd dance
If it ever rained on my parade

The sun's still shining out
But stays hidden behind the clouds
And the rain only pours in a certain part of town
What is it that you would say
If I asked you to run away
And dance in the rain
When it falls on my parade?

.These.Are.Our.Memories.