The Idea Songtext
von Stacey Ryan

I, I miss that feeling
The feeling of somebody close
I, I crave that feeling
The feeling that I miss the most

Empathy is part of me
And everything that comes with it is first class
I′m riding in economy
And I don't know how long it′ll last
Is there something wrong with me
That I'll never be able to see?

I made us a reservation, no hesitation
I can't wait to be alone with you
Are the epitome of perfection, you know
I guarantee ya that we can compete
With the portraits in my mind
They have always been so kind
Can′t wait to meet ya, but am I in love with you
Or just the idea? (Ooh)


I, I′m good on my own
Doesn't mean that I don′t feel alone (don't feel alone)
I, I miss that feeling
The feeling when someone is home

Empathy is part of me
And everything that comes with it is first class (first class)
I′m riding in economy, and I don't know how long it′ll last
Is there something wrong with me
That I'll never be able to see?

I made us a reservation, no hesitation
I can't wait to be alone with you
Are the epitome of perfection, you know?
I guarantee ya that we can compete with the portraits in my mind
They have always been so kind
Can′t wait to meet ya, but am I in love with you
Or just the idea?

(Ooh, ooh)
(Da-da, da-da)
(Da, la, da-da)
(Da-da, da, ooh)
(Da, da, da, da, ooh)