You don't get to decide

If i'm happy or sad

Lucid or mad

No, you don't get to decide

If I'm aroused

Or if I ache

If I crave

Or if I fake.

You don't get to decide

If I'm in love or in rage

If I chose freedom to a cage

No, you don't get to decide

And you might pretend not to feel

Treat me as a doll that isn't real

But it's all illusion

A story you tell

By the end of the day

When the night embraces

With her shining dark veil

Your mind finally surrenders

Your heart warmly remembers

It is you the one enchanted

Under my magic love spell

- and, in your dreams, you smile.