Is it really real?
Or your imagination?
When you lie on the ground, on your back
And you're looking at the sky
Clouds are floating-by
Making shapes, like an eight, like a goat
Like a sailor, in his boat
And then they disappear
And suddenly, it's clear
But nobody was near to say that what you saw was there
Is it really real?
Or your imagination? (-Nation, -nation)
Is it what it seems?
Or is it just a dream? (Dream, dream, dream)
Is it what you see that's real?
Or is it what you feel?
When we sat on the hill, by the water
We were looking at the sea
And there was only you and me
And we talked of the many different colors
But I wonder, what is true?
'Cause when I say: It's blue
You say that you can see it, too
But what I say is blue might look like it is green, to you
Is it really real?
Or your imagination? (-Nation, -nation)
Is it what it seems?
Or is it just a dream? (Dream, dream, dream)
Is it really real? (Really, really real)
Or your imagination? (-Nation, -nation)
Is it what it seems? (Seems to be)
Or is it just a dream? (Dream, dream, dream)
Is it really real? (Really, really real)
Or your imagination? (-Nation, -nation)
Is it what it seems? (Seems to be)
Or is it just a dream?
