​dreamgirl Eliza McLamb

I wanna be your dream girl
I'll visit you at night
I'll astral project into your sheets
And be gone when you turn on the light

I like the version of me that lives in your mind
I'm perfect in the abstract and I get better over time

When you imagine me in your passenger seat
I'm still a mystery to you
When you open the sunroom, I will float away
Like a blow up doll balloon