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.