Books Of Fantasy

She likes staying up 'til three
Reading books of fantasy
Getting lost in other worlds
Only she can see
She likes singing Paramore
Playing drums on my dashboard
Every note she hits with ease
I'll listen forevermore

It's been a long, long day, near sunset
And my mind's racing, baby, I'm just wondering

Do I remind you of any characters
You've been dreaming of while those pages turn?
Do I even stand a chance?
Do I even make the cut?
Am I the good guy?
Do I make to the last chapter?

She loves breaking up the ice
Same old joke told once or twice
Only lands a couple laughs
But it gets her every time
She loves London in the fall
Hyde Park with alcohol
Just leaving for a week
Makes it worth it all

It's been a long, long day, near sunset
And my mind's racing, baby, I'm just wondering

Do I remind you of any characters
You've been dreaming of while those pages turn?
Do I even stand a chance?
Do I even make the cut?
Am I the good guy?
Do I make to the last chapter?

It's been a long, long day, near sunset
And my mind's racing, baby, I'm just wondering

Do I remind you of any characters
You've been dreaming of while those pages turn?
Do I even stand a chance?
Do I even make the cut?
Am I the good guy?

Do I remind you of any characters
You've been dreaming of while those pages turn?
Do I even stand a chance?
Do I even make the cut?
Am I the good guy?
Do I make to the last chapter?