Texty

Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by I say to myself "You're such a lucky guy" To have a girl like her Is truly a dream come true Out of all of the fellas in the world She belongs to you But it was just my imagination Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me (Soon) Soon we'll be married And raise a family, whoa yeah A cozy, little home out in the country With two children, maybe three I tell you I can visualize it all This couldn't be a dream For too real it all seems But it was just my imagination, once again Running away with me I tell you it was just my imagination Running away with me Every night, on my knees I pray "Dear Lord, hear my plea" "Don't ever let another take her love from me" "Or I will surely die" Ooh, her love is heavenly When her arms enfold me I hear a tender rhapsody But in reality, she doesn't even know me Just my imagination, once again Running away with me I tell you it was just my imagination Running away with me I never met her, but I can't forget her Just my imagination (Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Running away with me It was just my imagination
Writer(s): Barrett Strong, Norman Whitfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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