David Bowie Imagination
She lit a cigarette
Both hands behind her back
Thought she was hungry
Lack of choice saw to that
Only you can try to see
What I'm really like
She said, only you can understand
The way I feel tonight
She blamed excesses
On the American dream
So seldom witnessed
Never seen
Imagination could make a man of you
Imagination could make me love you too
Imagination is all I want from you
She lost her virtue
Before she could write
I lost mine too
On my very first night with you
You'll have to guide me
These impossible schemes
You make me steal
Unstealable things
She blamed excesses
On the American dream
So seldom witnessed
Never seen
Imagination could make a man of you
Imagination could make me love you too
Imagination is all I want from you
And she blamed excesses
On the American dream
So seldom witnessed
Never seen
Imagination could make a man of you
Imagination could make me love you too
Imagination is all I want from you
Imagination, imagination
Imagination, imagination
Imagination, imagination
Imagination, imagination
Imagination, imagination
Imagination, imagination
