Dancing naked in the rain
Telling words you can’t explain
Spell your name on the telephone
Go far away and call that home
Part of the things that I wanna do
With my imaginary you

My Imaginary You
Always knows just what to do
But I don’t drink no holy wine
The real you’s gonna be just fine

Drinking cocktails no one drinks
Thinking thoughts that no one thinks
Play backgammon till it’s dawn
Then sleep all day, until it’s gone
Just another thing or two
For my imaginary you

Flying high up in the sky
Speaking French – you don’t know why
Listen to the latest band
And when I’m blue, you’d hold my hand
Just another thing or two
For my imaginary you

Walking down an empty street
Laughing at the hotel sheets
Greeting all the passers-by
Being unafraid to cry
Just another thing or two
For my imaginary you