Your Imaginary Friend

Simple and small

Almost alone

Curled up in a ball

With a tin can phone

Tied to a twist

Leading outside

And into the mist

Where the shadows hide

Maybe when you're gone

We'll gladly take your place

You're so nicely drawn

We like your face, and

We want to be your imaginary friend

Want to be your imaginary friend

When you were young

You knew us well

The cat had your tongue

So you could not yell

When you were cross

All you could do

Was call it a loss

Though this was not true

We've since disappeared

That is, until tonight

When you turn out the light

And everything stands still

The wind's direction shifts

And makes the curtains lift

And you see us on the sill

Every word that you've learned

Every wish that you've burned

Every single strand of hair in your head

Every book that you've read

We love you this much!

We want to be your imaginary friend

Want to be your imaginary

Friend