Lofting away in my wishful thinking,
Melting into the ice that you're drinking,
Conjuring an all-consuming and ridiculous, blind-passion,
Until reality asked fate to serve me in rations,
Missing that Earth shattering, life-changing, devouring love,
Don't misunderstand, it's not for you that I strove,
What I long for has nothing to do with our downfall,
I just wish I could feel that way again at all.