Toy (Ode to an Imaginary Pachyderm) Songtext
von Tom Milsom

It′s so easy to pretend that I'm your mother and you are my best friend
I won′t dream about you if you don't dream of me

All the games you play are more than you could ever know
One in a million
I'm not mad at you
You′re never mad at me

Do be happy, don′t be sad
Don't be angry but do be very glad that you′re unaware of the fact you exist


I'm the woman and you′re a man
Oh we're just choosing deep in the savannah
You will always be my favourite friend, oh elephant

It was many years ago, that you′d sit comfortably there on my pillow
I don't look at you now, you won't look at me

Growing up imagination is no more than a vague irritation
I won′t talk to you, if you can′t talk to me

I'm not happy, I′m not sad
I'm not angry and I′m not very glad now I'm made aware of how you don′t exist

You're my friend and I'm a boy
I′m a fully grown man, and you′re a toy elephant