Part I
[Verse 1]
I have this dream about Charli XCX
Finding her way to me on a train
From the London Eye to the Big Ben
She knows who I am
She's studied my prose
She's read all of my texts
I've died like 15 times inside just watching her undress

[Verse 2]
She grows like my mother with the same warm brow
Like childhood holidays gone
I say something weightless like
"Where the hell did you fall from?"
But she understands me
Looks at me with wide еyes like she's found God again
Shе's in soft focus all around me
I can't see the football game
On my dad's sofa
We are still
And we never look at our phones anymore

Part II
[Verse 3]
I can't think of anything better
Than your hands on my sweater
Drown in me like boyfriend jeans
I shouldn't have wrote you that letter
Believe me, I'll try to be better
Wearing me
Charli, in dreams
Oh!

I should not have wrote you that letter
Believe me I'm tryin' to be better
Wearing me
Charli, in dreams

Oh Charli
Oh

Part III
[Chorus]
In my bedsheets, now wet
Of Charli, I pray to forget
In dreams, my face still in your breast
Oh, your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest
In my bedsheets, now wet
Oh Charli, I pray to forget
In dreams my face still in your chest
Oh, your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest

[Chorus]
In my bedsheets, now wet
Of Charli, I pray to forget
In dreams my face still in your chest
Oh, your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest
Oh, your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest
In my bedsheets, now wet
Of Charli, I pray to forget
In dreams my face still in your chest
Oh, your generous loan to me
Your crippling interest