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Each day through my window
I watch him as he passes by.
I say to myself: "He's a lucky guy"
To have a girl like me
Is truly a dream come true.
Out of other girls in the world
He belongs to me...
But it was just my imagination once again
running away with me.
And it's just my imagination
running away with me...
Soon we'll be married..
and raise a family.
In a cozy, little home out in the country
with two children, maybe three.
I say I can visualize it all.
This couldn't be a dream but to me seems so real.
But it was just my imagination, once again
running away with me.
And it's just my imagination
running away with me...
Every night, on my knees I pray:
"Dear Lord, hear my plea...
don't ever let another take his love from me
or I will surely die.."
Ooh, his love is heavenly;
when his arms enfold me,
I hear a tender rhapsody...
but in reality, he doesn't even know me
Just my imagination, once again
running away with me.
And it's just my imagination
running away with me.
And it's just my imagination, once again
running away with me.
And it's just my imagination, once again
running away with me.
Just my imagination..
My, my imagination
running away with me