When I was young
I believe in everything
I turned my rag man into king
And I carved him
A soft world from hard stone
With a laurel crown
And a velvet throne
'Cause in my imagination
Was a world no one could touch, no
I had a fascination
For little things
That don't mean much, in my

Now tomorrow comes abandoning
Painted ponies
And a little brass ring
Well I got that ring
I pulled it down
And my little girls
World came tumbling down
'Cause in my imagination
Was a world
No one could touch, no
I had a fascination for
Little things
That don't mean much, in my
In my imagination
In my imagination
In my imagination
In my imagination
In my imagination

I could walk without fear and
I could hide from all my sorrow
Close my eyes and disappear

Now I lay awake
and I'm so afraid
Will the things
I treasure fade away
And leave me standing here alone
With no way back
To the world I'd known
'Cause in my imagination
Was a world no one could touch, no
I had a fascination for
Little things
That don't mean much, in my
In my imagination
In my imagination
In my imagination
In my imagination