Constellations

Have this dream, where you and me Were lost somewhere in Joshua Tree Discussing all these little things How they used to be All those freckles and constellations Stuck inside my imagination, running wild Running through the light (Oh) These dreams may fade, and only time will tell We, forever real Was this this all a fallacy, two grownups playing make-believe? Where we truly meant to be? All those numbers, all those pages. Hope we wander on the stage, once again someday Cause all your records and dirty T-Shirts. All reminders of what we were. I've thrown them all the way. (Oh) These dreams may fade and only time will tell We, forever real. Was this this all a fallacy, two grownups playing make believe Where we truly meant to be? Was this this all a fallacy, two grownups playing make believe Where we truly meant to be? (Oh) These dreams may fade and only time will tell We, forever real Was this this all a fallacy, two grownups playing make believe Where we truly meant to be?