Imaginary Friend — текст песни (kreviazuk chantal)

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 smelling dead flowers
Listening to the walls again
I`m drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing 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
Kind of like show and tell
Chorus
Someone to listen
Someone to laugh
Someone to cry at the right times
Chorus [x2]
And I would call him up
But I don`t remember his name...