Think of me when you're out, when you're out there
I'll beg you nice on my knees
And when the world treats you way too fairly
It's a shame I'm a dream

He eats behind the trailers, feels a feeble-minded failure
Yesterday he was a kid, it seems like even time is airward
No one could say his name and he feels lonely, a brony,
A phony kid - pretending to belong has made him stony
Only smiling staring into space, thinkin' bout his bae
Her picture in his wallet helps to get him through the day
The students don't acknowledge if they see her there
And he don't bother telling parents if they'd even care
Scared - how's he supposed to put his feelings into words
When the one who makes him happy doesn't even come from Earth?
And so he hides it all and acts like ponies are gross
And ensures that he's anonymous whenever his soul is exposed
Took a dozen searches just to find her figurine
So he takes it out and kisses it goodnight before his bitter dreams
Face in pillow deep, muffle burdening the wimpers
Behind the wall of sleep, somewhere worlds away she whispers

Think of me when you're out, when you're out there
I'll beg you nice on my knees
And when the world treats you way too fairly
It's a shame I'm a dream

Each morning he awakens nourish brain with courage, play absurdist
But the days go on and when it fades he’s nervous, maybe hurtin
One has to ask if a Galatea’s worth the pain in service
But loud doubts don’t break the surface, her mane is perfect
And now the love's up in his chest like how a geyser goes
If she's not real how come he always sees her when his eyes are closed?
Love and verve, or the closest thing that he deserve
To elope with her he needs some rope so he can leave the Earth
Wrong planet in the queue, people only ruffled feathers
Maybe he got sent here just because his cards weren’t shuffled better
All he knows is they should be together somewhere heavenly
Fate can acquiesce, he finds his dreams were accurate
Down a dozen capfuls he would pray she was a Capulet
A stirring in the ether, he’s sure it has to be her
He loves her, he lo- oh, he’ll tell her when he sees her!
Backyard in the grass, all alone except for stars
Plastic hooves on collarbone, calm and prone, exit starts
Wrote out his goodbyes, now the lights align in shining space
He closes both his eyes and thinks he sees her crying smiling face.

Think of me when you're out, when you're out there
I'll beg you nice on my knees
And when the world treats you way too fairly
It's a shame I'm a dream