I've been so happy making my own way to the buried treasure of the day to day
I thought if I held my tongue dear, then my heart would turn - just another lesson to learn
If we're losing something beautiful
I'll build my fantasy memorial
This may feel new dear, but we've seen mirages before, rising early with the sun and casting shadows on the floor
There are no cameras, just our eyes and ears
They're our own souvenirs
If we're losing something beautiful
I'll build my fantasy memorial
And you will see it
And you will feel it
Girl, like I felt you
If we're losing something beautiful
I'll build my fantasy memorial
And you will see it
And you will feel it
And you will be there.