This is a song about missing someone you love. It's also about the saga that led to Australian Idol pop singer Casey Donovan admitting she was in a six year relationship with a nonexistent man named Campbell. There's also some loose word association going on with a popular artist.
Mostly, though, it's about the first thing. There's something pretty about believing in what you can't see.
lyrics
If you believe it, can I believe too?
Too true to be good
To good to be true
When you are sleeping, what do you see?
I enter a state of complete reverie
You are my Campbell
You turn me to soup
I'm Andy Warhol
Imagining you
Just like a gospel, you opened my eyes
I kneel at your pulpit
You let me inside, where I have these visons
But between you and me
I have more faith in what I can taste than what I can see
You are my Campbell
You turn me to soup
I'm Andy Warhol
Imagining you
I've got no eyedrops
But I can't lose sight of you
Don't underestimate the moves I'll make just to see you
You are my Campbell
You turn me to soup
I'm Andy Warhol
Imagining you
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