You created me in your head
I’m a perception of your dreams
But I’m not what you think you see.
I can’t be what you want me to be.
I can’t be what you created me to be.
I don’t know if I feel sorry for everything I did,
But I know we were glory.
This is dinasty.
Spinning around eighty-four times,
Distancing myself from you and I,
From afar, I’m a voyeur, I still sympathize.
And even if you didn’t say goodbye
Our history is forever written in the sky.
I’m your ice giant, a creation of you.
You created me in your head
To learn if love could be true.
