Imaginary Mine

I'll wait for you my imaginary mine.

Bright lights- her painted finger nails, so red, and her kiss shot right through my head.
hold me, hold me, hold me.
I'm shaking; she's dancing and teaching me to move.

I'll wait for you my imaginary mine.

With a whisper im singing settle, settle.
A scream from her eyes cries
"I want to spark a glisten in your eye, I want your mind, all mine."

Well cut me loose and leave me to be fed to the night, wrapped up in chance so tight.
hold me, hold me, hold me.
I'm shaking. I'm dancing and teaching her to move.

I'll wait for you my imaginary mine.