On my way I’m collecting stories A good idea, I can’t ignore it I write it down when I’m alone I build and build I shrink and grow And without a doubt something arises I fall in love or I despise it I tell, I sell It’s my production I’m always under reconstruction This is a reverie The world is a treasury I feed on memories and change my identity This is a reverie The world is a treasury I feed on memories and turn them into my identity So when I tell you I’ll keep your secret When you pour your heart out I truly mean it, but The things you say change my perspective That’s what it means to be connected This is a reverie The world is a treasury I feed on memories and change my identity This is a reverie The world is a treasury I feed on memories and turn them into my identity I feed on memories I feed on I feed on memories I feed on memories (and now I kiss your tears away) I feed on memories (remember every word you say) This is a reverie (I put our feelings on display) This is a reverie