Imagine life was a little box With a key it's locked from the outside Picture life as you wanted it Let's not be hard on it on the inside
Some kind of message lies under your skin Making its home in the way that you think Some kind of distance is bringing you in Where you are going now I can't come in
And I see how they all get along with us
Imagine life was your only alibi Oh, I decide If some kind of love Means some kind of life
Compositores: Brendon Arthur James (PRS), Thomas William George Welham (PRS), William David South (PRS), Wilson Adam Michael (Adam Wilson) (PRS)Editor: Warner/chappell Music Publishing Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #2815655 em 19/Abr/2024