Chantal Kreviazuk - Imaginary Friend lyrics

It scares me to speak my mind

It might sound self-absorbed

I don't say half of what I think

I wonder what I'm thinking for

I'm smelling dead flowers

And listening to the walls again

I'm drinking from a leaky faucet

And writing with this dried up pen

Wish I still had my imaginary friend

And who needs to listen, well

What do I have to sell

Everyone's just waiting for their own turn

Kinda like show and tell

I'm smelling dead flowers

And listening to the walls again

I'm drinking from a leaky faucet

And writing with this dried up pen

Wish I still had my imaginary friend

Wish I still had my imaginary friend

Someone to listen, someone to laugh

Someone to cry at the right time

I'm smelling dead flowers

And listening to the walls again

I'm drinking from a leaky faucet

And writing with this dried up pen

You know that I'm smelling dead flowers

And listening to the walls

Drinking from a leaky faucet

And writing with this dried up pen

Wish I still had my imaginary friend

Wish I still had my imaginary friend

And I would call him up

But I don't remember his name