Imagine everywhere was free to roam Imagine if the trees could tell us where to go Imagine that the sun could fill each lonely heart Imagine confrontation never got a start
Imagine things were always crystal clear Imagine if the mind never interfered Imagine we could fly with broken wings Imagine if the heart could shed its skin
Please, patience, please... Patience, please... I’m creating a dream
Please, patience, please... Patience, please... I’m creating a dream
Imagine sacred sights were left to be Imagine if true activists controlled TV Imagine captain Watson had the final say Imagine if industry just had to obey
Please, patience, please... Patience, please... I’m creating a dream
Please, patience, please... Patience, please... I’m creating a dream