Well I'm not superstitious

But there's something going on inside

Could be friendly could be vicious

And there isn't any place to hide

It's my imagination

A blessing or a curse

No I can't ignore it

For better or for worse

It wakes me when I'm sleeping

A thief that takes my breath away



And I find myself reaching

For a lifeline

Throw me a lifeline

And bring me back this time

I need a lifeline

Throw me a lifeline

I'm going down for the last time



Sometimes I can't control it

Sometimes it isn't there at all

Sometimes I try to roll it

And wind up staring at the wall

My imagination

I love the games it plays

I get in so deep

That I get lost for days and days

It sometimes leaves me shakin'

Standing in the dark alone

And I find myself reaching