Текст песни Chantal Kreviazuk - Imaginary Friend
Chantal Kreviazuk - Imaginary Friend слова песни
It scares me to speak my mind
It might sound self-absorbed
I don`t say half of what I think
I wonder what I`m thinkin` for
I`m smellin` dead flowers
And listenin` to the walls again
I`m drinkin` from a leaky faucet
And writin` with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And who needs to listen, well ...
What do I have to sell
Everyone`s just waitin` for their own turn
Kinda like show and tell
I`m smellin` dead flowers
And listenin` to the walls again
I`m drinkin` from a leaky faucet
And writin` with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Someone to listen, someone to laugh
Someone to cry at the right time
I`m smellin` dead flowers
And listenin` to the walls again
I`m drinkin` from a leaky faucet
And writin` with this dried up pen
You know that I`m smellin` dead flowers
And listenin` to the walls
Drinkin` from a leaky faucet
And writin` with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And I would call him up
But I don`t remember his name