I saw my future on a New York City street.nSurrounded by songs of loneliness and lies, nthe cold contrasts your eyes.nNothing could have made me believe nThat the way your freckles can't collide,nIs a constellation guiding me to a place I could call nmine.nnBaby, please let me connect the dots,nAlong your fae to see this shape.nA collage, a mirage,nThe blueprints of your cheeks are building me a home.nnAnd I am the Earth and you are my moon,nAnd although you're sometimes out of sight, you're nnever out of mind.nAnd if seeing is believing, and all I see is you.nThen why can't you just believe a little,nWhy can't you just believe a little too?nnPlease dont' give up on my just yet.nI don't have anywhere to stay nAnd they say that home is where the heart is anyway.nMy collage, my mirage,nThe blueprints of your cheeks were building me na home.