Fooling myself

Could we be lovers
for a moment or two,

Cuddle up together like sweethearts do.

Could I pretend your devoted, sincere
And don't think of others when the darkness draws near

When you leave I'll imagine that knowing smile
That you'll return in a little while

With the flowers you saw in the gardens near the sea
That you picked on a whim when reminded of me

could we go to brighton and buy uncoordinated things
For when we have dinner parties and invite all our friends

Could I pretend the lies are really true
and you haven't got another love waiting for you.

Could I forget the pain and the sorrow
Of knowing you wont return tomorrow

Could we be lovers,

let me know when your free,
And I'll pretend you'll be waiting for me.