Imagination Songtext
von Ernie

Here in the middle of imagination
Right in the middle of my head,
I close my eyes and my home isn′t home,
And my bed isn't really my bed. I look inside and discover things,
That are 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 night is clear,
And the wind is warm and fair,
And the nicest place is the middle of imagination
When ... I'm ... there ...