Fantasy

We reached for the same worn paperback,

Both of us froze, then we laughed.

You brushed the dust right off the spine,

Said, “Guess this story might be yours and mine.”

Two strangers in the quiet aisle,

Both pretending not to stare a while—

But every sign between the shelves said

This is how our chapter starts.

’Cause every fantasy I dream

Paints you standing next to me.

No matter how the scene is set,

We look like we were always meant.

Side by side in every weather—

It’s you and me, we belong together.

Yeah, every dream I ever knew

Feels truer standing next to you.

We’re lost in Rome at 3 A.M.,

The quiet streets feel built for men

Who fall in love without a doubt—

Holding hands where the stars come out.

We chase the sun from coast to coast,

In little cafés where you love to boast

That every map and every mile

Was worth it just to see me smile.

’Cause every fantasy I dream

Paints you standing next to me.

No matter how the scene is set,

We look like we were always meant.

Side by side in every weather—

It’s you and me, we belong together.

Yeah, every dream I ever knew

Feels truer standing next to you.

We buy a house with creaky floors,

A porch that listens when it pours.

Autumn burns in gold and flame,

Vermont-style magic without a name—

Then winter snows make the whole world hush;

You pull me close when the wind kicks up.

And every season whispers low:

I want you here as we grow old.

’Cause every fantasy I dream

Paints you standing next to me.

No matter how the scene is set,

We look like we were always meant.

Side by side in every weather—

It’s you and me, we belong together.

If every dream I dream comes true,

I’ll spend them all right next to you.