I live in a world,
full of magic and creatures.
Where no one can find me,
hiding in it's features.
A place all of my own
Where I call it my home
It lives in the back of your mind,
so someday I'm sure you'll find,
the wealth and beauty that lives within us.
They call it imagination.
Well call it detestation
of the world we once knew.
Now its all falling,
because of their calling
my home a world of make believe.