Sesame Street - Imagination - Текст песни

Here in the middle of imagination 
Right in the middle of my head, 
I close my eyes and my home isn't home, 
And my bed isn't really my bed. 
I look inside and discover things, 
That are sometimes strange and new, 
And the most remarkable thoughts I think, 
Have a way of being true. 

Here in the middle of imagination 
Right in the middle of my mind, 
I close my eyes and the night isn't dark 
And the things that I lose, I find. 
Time stands still and the night is clear, 
And the wind is warm and fair, 
And the nicest place is the middle of imagination 
When ... I'm ... there ...