Imagination

Here in the middle of imagination
Right in the middle of my head
I close my eyes
And my room's not my room
And my bed isn't really my bed
I look inside and discover things
That I'm sometimes strange and new
And the most remarkable thoughts
I think, have a way of being true

Here in the middle of imagination
Right in the middle of my mind
I close my eyes
And the night isn't dark
And the things that I lose, I find
Time stands still and the sky is clear
And the wind is warm and fair
And the night is late
In the middle of imagination
When I am fair



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph G. Raposo
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