Paroles de Imagination
You sit candlelit where I can see youI won't leave until you leave
I swear I made you up inside of my head
Cause real doesn't feel this good
Soon I'll see all this passion
Lands in the hell of my imagination
I drop like a rubber bullet
And you pass, pockets for your keys
Have a nice drive home
Just leave me dreamy in the snow
Soon I'll see all this passion
Lands in the hell of my imagination
Lands in the hell of my imagination
I drop like a rubber bullet
And you pass, pockets for your keys
Have a nice drive home
Just leave me dreamy in the snow
Soon I'll see all this passion
Lands in the hell of my imagination
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