Testo Illusion - Lera Lynn

Illusion

Something unfolding, unbreaking
I’m watching, I’m waiting
This one is holding, not grasping
No taking, no asking
Love, is this love
Is this illusion taking over me
Oh and how would it feel to make it real
Like it was meant to be
Something spoke to me in a fever dream
Said go to him, let him in
Someone is waiting for twisting
To be sewn in and begin again
Love, is this love
Is this illusion taking over me
Oh and how would it feel to make it real
Like it was meant to be