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World Of Imagination
Sometimes,I stare into the wall.
Of the long,luxurious dark hall.
I let my imagination run wild and take me to another land.
I try to imagine a door,one you've never seen before.
As we go down the hall and take your hand.
Golden leaves,crystal doorknob.
And I lead you inside.
A whole new world.
With a shiny,sparkly sky.
And we fly together,high up in the sky.
And your worries melt,you no longer feel the need to cry.
Where fairytales come true.
Where all your friends are.
Where I'll be there for you.
And I'll make sure you heal through,sprinkle fairy dust.
Bake you a pie with an apple flavored crust.
Together with the fairies,sirens and nymphs.
And any kind of magical beings.
In the world of imagination,where dreams come true.
Where you can escape and calmly breathe through.
As you escape in your head.
Laying peacefully in bed.
As you remember this long,dark hall.
And you wonder about the true power it holds.
Maybe it was all in your imagination.
A way to cope and escape.
Right into this magical landscape.
Maybe this whole time,it wasn't real.
But despite that,happiness is what you feel.
Sometimes,we wish we could escape from the real world.
This is where the world of imagination steps in.
Because ever since you've found the key, happy is all you've been.
When you're sad,just use the key and come through.
In the world of magic,where I will comfort you.
Of the long,luxurious dark hall.
I let my imagination run wild and take me to another land.
I try to imagine a door,one you've never seen before.
As we go down the hall and take your hand.
Golden leaves,crystal doorknob.
And I lead you inside.
A whole new world.
With a shiny,sparkly sky.
And we fly together,high up in the sky.
And your worries melt,you no longer feel the need to cry.
Where fairytales come true.
Where all your friends are.
Where I'll be there for you.
And I'll make sure you heal through,sprinkle fairy dust.
Bake you a pie with an apple flavored crust.
Together with the fairies,sirens and nymphs.
And any kind of magical beings.
In the world of imagination,where dreams come true.
Where you can escape and calmly breathe through.
As you escape in your head.
Laying peacefully in bed.
As you remember this long,dark hall.
And you wonder about the true power it holds.
Maybe it was all in your imagination.
A way to cope and escape.
Right into this magical landscape.
Maybe this whole time,it wasn't real.
But despite that,happiness is what you feel.
Sometimes,we wish we could escape from the real world.
This is where the world of imagination steps in.
Because ever since you've found the key, happy is all you've been.
When you're sad,just use the key and come through.
In the world of magic,where I will comfort you.
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