I see him in my father,
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I sense him in my mother,
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My sister holds it in her hands,
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It’s the heart of the Imaginary Man,
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Oh I’ll do everything I can,
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For the heart of the Imaginary Man,
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I want to give all I can.
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I look around me, the crowd about me,
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There’s nobody to call to, nobody to hear me,
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I’ll turn my back on them, I’m, I’m giving you my heart,
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There’s somebody who loves me, who’s in my arms.
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He comes to me when I’m sleeping,
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To confess and tease and keep me bound,
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He comes to me when I’m dreaming,
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To ask me for my hand in vow,
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Oh I’ll do everything I can,
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For the heart of the Imaginary Man,
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I want to give all I can.
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I look around me, the crowd about me,
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There’s nobody to call to, nobody to hear me,
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I’ll turn my back on them, I’m, I’m giving you my heart,
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There’s somebody who loves me, who’s in my arms.
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Call me a lunatic for what I care, who on earth is better than the air ?
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Spiking the hair upon the small of my back,
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Keeping me collared, enslaved and daggered,
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No one knows my man, no one knows my secret plan ?
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I look around me, the crowd about me,
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There’s nobody to call to, nobody to hear me,
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I’ll turn my back on them, I’m, I’m giving you my heart,
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There’s somebody who loves me, who’s in my arms.
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Imaginary Man
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| Paula Cole |
