Feed Into My Fantasy

This could be a rock song

Feed into my fantasy

Tell me how I knew

That one day I'd be something

And we'd be an item, forever more

Feed into my fantasy

Ask me how I knew

Words and ways of yesteryear

And places we should know

Ask me for my secrets

I'll show you my graces

Let us soar above

The clouds with smiling faces

Look at the people below

Idly walking by

They don't knpw what we know

If they need not be shy