Imagination - Chad & Jeremy

Look out when you go upstairs

It always knows when you are there

Always there behind your back

Has no name and it’s dressed in black

You know it’s incredibly tall

You know that it’s more than a feeling

It lives where the wallpaper’s peeling

In the hall

Imagination, that’s all

Don’t let on that you’re scared

You’re safe when you’re under the covers

But that doesn’t help when your mother’s

Downstairs

Imagination, my dear, imagination

I lay in bed the other night

Dreamed I saw wild geese in flight

Flapped my arms with all my might

But somehow could not follow

Return to the source of your dreams

Return to the Teddy Bear clover

You may well live it over again

In your imagination

The geese, they were so snowy white

Speckled red in the morning light

If I practice all the night

Then I shall fly tomorrow

Tomorrow when I fly away

Far above the clouds I’ll play

I’ll be back at break of day

My head upon my pillow

Look out when you go upstairs

It always knows when you are there

Always there behind your back

Has no name and it’s dressed in black