All For The Bliss Emile Mosseri

When I dreamt I was your sleepless alibi
I was parked outside the bank
I was waiting in the van
Just waiting in the van

Then you run to me and we’re off into the night
My foot is on the gas
You’re head is in my lap
Just laughing in my lap

All for the bliss
It was for all the bliss
Now I need this love to last
But I never asked for this
No I never asked for this

Then I dreamt you were a basketball god
You’re flying down the court
Putting numbers on the board
So faithfully adored

Then I call to you but you never hear a thing
I’m way up in the stands
Surrounded by your fans
I’m throwing up my hands