Simple and small Almost alone Curled up in a ball With a tin can phone Tied to a twist Leading outside And into the mist Where the shadows hide
Maybe when you're gone (maybe when you're gone) We'll gladly take your place You're so nicely drawn (you're so nicely drawn) We like your face, and
We want to be your imaginary friend Want to be your imaginary friend
When you were young You knew us well The cat had your tongue So you could not yell When you were cross All you could do Was call it a loss Though this was not true
We've since disappeared That is, until tonight When you turn out the light And everything stands still The wind's direction shifts And makes the curtains lift And you see us on the sill
Every word that you've learned Every wish that you've burned Every single strand of hair in your head Every book that you've read We love you this much!
We want to be your imaginary friend Want to be your imaginary Friend
