Imaginary Love Songtext
von Steve Marriott

As fragrant as a wild rose in spring
Her voice is sweeter than a nightingale could sing
She′s as gentle as a dove
Guess she must have come from heaven above

My imaginary love


She is always with me young and gay
To me she's everything, what more can I say
Except that she′s as gentle as a dove
Guess she must have come from heaven above

My imaginary love

Her hair's as golden as the setting sun
Our imaginary love has just begun
She is always with me young and gay
To me she's everything, what more can I say
Except that she′s as gentle as a dove
Guess she must have come from heaven above

My imaginary love
My imaginary love