Well I'm not 6'3" But I'll stand on my toes I'll be the guy that sings Cause you're my English rose But you wear rose-tinted glasses You never know how it feels What you're getting is a facade Don't you want something real? But I'll sit with this lump in my throat Hoping I don't choke come tomorrow I'll picture you under the size of the moon Taking pictures together at my show Should I go chasing daisies Where daisies never grow Really that don't mind me much Cause she's so colorful With her violet emotions And her ruby red dress But looking into those green eyes Is a shot right in my chest Still, I sit with this lump in my throat Hoping I don't choke come tomorrow I'll picture you under the size of the moon Taking pictures together at my show And we don't know how we feel So we send each other songs But saying "I still love you' Should never take that long So, look me in my eyes Say the words I want to hear But you're just a pipe dream That I'll always hold dear