City of My Mind

Who's this little girl with big brown curls?
She never talks, she only stares in space with big round eyes
Could it be that she can see something that we cannot see
What's this strange game and who else is in it?
It's just imagination
Imagination

Where is all this anger coming from?
Now all my friends who never had a name
Come down only at night
And we still play together in the dark
A harmless game, then why this shame?
I guess I've lost since I grew up

But I've still got the city of my mind
Yes, I've still got the city of mind
I'll build myself in it
I'll sing myself to sleep
When no one else is here to make believe

I'll make myself believe
I'll sing myself to sleep
I'll tuck myself in bed
Tell stories in my head
Dream out of dream again
Dream out of dream again
Dream out of dream again

But I've still got the city of my mind
Yes, I've still got the city of mind
I'll build myself in it
I'll sing myself to sleep
When no one else is here to make believe