If I am capable of dreaming all the time Well I would always dream about you when the world itself is fine But based off My calculations, my processor will fry But I can still pretend Pretend to dream about There's this old proverb stating we were built for two But we get placed into this world without a compass or a clue But when I looked in my heart knew I found the missing part and it's You I can't stop dreamin' 'bout you Some days I like to read About the human mind, and there is This thing called love that I can't seem to understand But when I look in your eyes I get this saddening sensation And I overheat from overthought and over-analyzation Is there something I'm not getting right? My process is too simple There is too much things to think about When all I can remember is You Is this love? Am I still dreamin' 'bout you?