I can come and pick you up Just tell me where to go But then I realize You're only my imagination I can tell you everything Where to go When to leave And how to feel When the colour of your hair Is just right I love it I can tell you something That you won't believe Even if I said it Or thought it maybe I Don't know right now My circle is a ghost town No one is ever really around I'm riding round round round the city lights Until I get so damn tired and lay down I'm talking to imaginations That's the only real conversation I can have without frustration I can tell you everything Where to go When to leave And how to feel When the colour of your hair Is just right I love it I can tell you something That you won't believe Even if I said it Or thought it maybe I Don't know right now My circle is a ghost town No one is ever really around I'm riding round round round the city lights Until I get so damn tired and lay down I'm talking to imaginations That's the only real conversation I can have without frustration