The thoughts of your daydream, an illusion still How closely we walk when in foreign fields We hope for the best, we hope for the thrill The thoughts of your daydream, an illusion still The chance of mirage when it's breathing in When miles apart, everything clouds the real you We need the real you Let your heart, heart attack The things you know won't last Let your heart, heart attack So this life will never pass... you by Remember the summertime, we knew it well The oceans would tell us to slow it down We hope for the best, we hope for the thrill For all our days