Imagine a man he's an open book
Right as a Saturday night.
Picking you up and are in the sky.
And so you swoon as his fingers reach out, teasing you the moon.
Heavens acolyte
Does it feel quite right?
Don’t understand how I’m holding his hand.
I’ll be walking in clouds and he’s always around.
I’m so free.
These days I don’t wanna be bad
I don’t want to be bad
I don’t wanna be bad at all
But He promises the world
He promises the world
These days I don’t wanna be sad
I don’t wanna be sad
I don’t wanna be sad at all
He promises the world.
Imagine a man, not quite like you.
Seems to make everything right.
With no scars that seem to ring true.
Stealing diamonds from the ground.
Sleeping beauties for the crown.
Heavens acolyte
Thief in the night. Right?
Don’t understand how I’m holding his hand.
I’ll be walking in clouds and he always around.
I’m so free.
These days I don’t wanna be bad
I don’t want to be bad
I don’t wanna be bad at all
But He promises the world
He promises the world
These days I don’t wanna be sad
I don’t wanna be sad
I don’t wanna be sad at all
He promises the world.
Who cares
That he can move in your sky like a satellite
I can’t
What are the stars up there without the blackest night?
I could equalize?
The dreams are lies?
Could I make you believe you are the guiding light?
Mother fail sometime.
Mother fear the night.
Mother fall.
Let her free
I know you don’t really care.
These days I don’t wanna be bad
I don’t want to be bad
I don’t wanna be bad at all
But He promises the world
He promises the world
These days I don’t wanna be sad
I don’t wanna be sad
I don’t wanna be sad at all
He promises the world.