Текст песни Sadly A Fiction - Blues Traveler

And when the day begins I need her to begin me
She′s hell-for-leather when I let her see what's in me
It′s so addicting there's no predicting what's she′s going to do or say
By the gods that made her I can′t persuade her but she'll do it for me anyway
She isn′t real
No, I've never met her
Simply a hope, perchance to dream
Ah but still, I can′t forget her
Hope springs eternal it would seem
Sadly a fiction my predilection for her arrival
She'll smile politely then only slightly to my would-be rival
There′s no denying that I am dying for a chance to be her faith
It's almost tragic to hope for magic but still something in me waits
She isn't real
No, I′ve never met her
Simply a hope, perchance to dream
Oh, but still I can′t forget her
Hope springs eternal it would seem
She isn't real
No, I′ve never met her
Simply a hope, perchance to dream
Ah but still, I can't forget her
Hope springs eternal it would seem