What if we snooze the clock Lose track of time And never come back Make a living Taking black and white photos In the plazas Implausible, but it’s possible They say it was a heart attack Yeah, if you want to call it that Heartbroken Right in two And I can’t fight the thought if we lost you What if What if What if What if Talked to the doctor Not ready yet Hear it’s in your throat and neck I’d miss your laugh Not as tough as you act Can’t sit through a movie with a sex scene They say that it’s cancer You don’t like that answer Fit as a fiddle Fuck the chemo What would we do if we lost you Not gonna say everything’s OK Everything’s just fine You’re right on time Yeah, you’re gonna make mistakes Gonna feel the pain of Life sometimes What if What if What if What if What if What if What if What if Not gonna say everything’s OK Everything’s just fine You’re right on time Yeah, you’re gonna make mistakes Gonna feel the pain of Life sometimes I’d love to say everything is great Inconceivably fine And you’re right on time But then I’d come across as fake Put on a smile on your face Like you’re right as rain You don’t need to catch that plane Come home when you like You’re right on time Life flashes before your eyes in the MRI You’re still right on time Doesn’t matter if you ditch your plans Lose your place in line From time to time All that matters is you give it your best Just stick the landing You’re right on time Oh oh oh Right on time

When I was younger Not older than you Living in two opposite realms A magic one filled with endless fun And a boring one they called the real world As I grew up My eyes still glued To books of fairytale love I learned to what say and when to hold my tongue About the other world (the other world) The other world (other world) The one that they forgot I’d give them a swift kick if I thought it would help The boring one they call the real world Is it a fantasy? Break the glass and see Is it a fantasy? Aren’t you fancy, ooh la la Taking the world by storm Dreamers rule the world Is it a fantasy? Aren’t you fancy, ooh la la Taking the world by storm Dreamers rule the world Now that I’m older It’s hard to remember Beyond the boring the world The trick is to never stop believing it’s true Is it a fantasy? Break the glass and see Is it a fantasy? Aren’t you fancy, ooh la la Taking the world by storm Dreamers rule the world No one believes it unless they can see it (see it, see it) You have to open their eye (eye, eye, eyes) Once they see it Can’t unsee it Like it was waiting there the whole time Is it a fantasy? Aren’t you fancy, ooh la la Taking the world by storm Dreamers rule the world Is it a fantasy? Aren’t you fancy, ooh la la Taking the world by storm Dreamers rule the world Dreamers rule the world Dreamers rule the world

And I’ll meet you at the counter (uh huh) Of our favorite little diner (uh huh) Spanish tortilla and jamon Head and the Heart play (uh huh) At Joy Eslava (uh huh) Churros and chocolate after the show (I’m ready to go) I’m up all night But I’ve got…no regrets (ahh, ahh) I can’t sleep tight with churros and chocolate Before bed (Gone to my head!) And I’ll meet you at the corner (uh huh) Of the San Miguel Market (uh huh) Take the metro to Puerto Del Sol Eating from toothpicks (uh huh) Greasy croquettes (uh huh) Paper napkins do us no good at all (Just washed these clothes!) I’m up all night But I’ve got…no regrets (ahh, ahh) Patatas bravas Burrata with balsamic And greasy croquettes (the best, the best) Viva Madrid, mi corazon (ohh ohh, ohh ohh) Wherever we go I’m at home (home home, home home) Viva Madrid, mi corazon (ohh ohh, ohh ohh) Wherever we go together I’m in love (love love) I’m up all night from a long night out But I’ve…no regrets Menu del dia So nice to see you With an aperol spritz I’m up all night Eat what you like, do what you feel (ahh, ahh) Pulpo a la Gallego Like walking the Camino Over again I’m up all night Dreaming of a midnight snack (ahh, ahh) Cocido Madrileño Churros con chocolate, I’m coming back (Coming back, coming back, coming back, coming back) And I’ll meet you at the counter

We’re on the road To Catalonia, but you know? As much as we love Pyrenean hobbit homes Might as well be on the moon Reflecting on the water Wind in your hair like a Ramone Wanna keep rocking out in Tossa De Mar But we both know it’s not home Can’t beat the view on top of Montserrat But I forgot to wear the right shoes Might as well be on the moon I think about you day and night (day and night) I’d walk the moon and even do the macarena To help you chase that magic light (day and night) Always wearing your blueberry beret Never been alone On Christmas Day before As much as I love glühwein from a paper cup Might as well be on the moon Happy new year Melting raclette on a table stove With friends I’ve known since I was seventeen Now baby, that feels like home Doesn’t matter where we go Day and night, you’re my home Baby, that’s when I’m home I think about you day and night (day and night) I’d walk the moon and even do the macarena To help you chase that magic light (day and night) Always wearing your blueberry blueberry, blueberry beret Why go to bed when the sun goes down? (day and night, day and night) When in Spain we siesta by day And fiesta Under the moon Run away in your blueberry beret (day and night, day and night) Run away in your blueberry beret (day and night, day and night) I think about you day and night (day and night) I’d walk the moon and even do the macarena To help you chase that magic light (day and night) Always wearing your blueberry blueberry I think about you day and night (day and night) I’d walk the moon and even do the macarena To help you chase that magic light (day and night) Always wearing your blueberry, blueberry, blueberry beret

Why don’t you wait a while See if it fades with time Hang up your passport See the sights back home Find your “Walden” Like Henry D. Thoreau “This Will Be Our Year” playing on the radio Hits different than it did the year before Like a broken soldier Back from the war Dragging your tail through the door, because My dream is not a dream at all Keep my spirit big and my ego small Make my home anywhere I go I know you’ll hit your stride Good things come with time Even the greatest get knocked against the ropes Beat on the brat Like your Joey Ramone Binging episodes of Mary Tyler Moore Hits different than in 1994 “Love Is All Around” Hat in the air Without a care in the world Like a broken record Heard it before You might just make it after all, because My dream is not a dream at all Keep my spirit big and my ego small Make my home anywhere I go, because Don’t wanna wait! For my golden years to come Only to send it back, a broken package From Amazon, because My dream is not a dream at all My dream Keep my spirit big and my ego small My dream Make my home anywhere I go because My dream is not a dream at all This is my dream This is my dream This is my dream This is my dream