Song Description

Acoustic guitar and voice

Lyrics

We grew up poor, but powerful you know
With quirky phrases and imaginations
We had home-made curtains
And Shakespeare on the attic stage
That's where I first kissed you full upon the face

But as a child I said goodbye to what every adult should know

Everyone needs an imaginary friend to scare away the ugly of the world
Everyone needs an imaginary friend to pacify the imaginary world