Doctor, I've got a problem
With my imagination
I don't use it any more
I close my eyes
And I try to see all the people living life in peace
When I close my eyes all I see is what's in front
of me
Doctor, I've got a problem
With this consolation
I don't want it anymore
In this candyland, the clutching hand always
reaching
We take care of ourselves while the rest are
weeping
Once upon a time there was a little baby
Bringing light to the world
As the story goes,
And everyone knows a child
Messenger of peace
So iff not through us then through them,
Would you speak?
'Cause I got a problem with my imagination
I need you to help me see, see
Promise me
With my imagination
I don't use it any more
I close my eyes
And I try to see all the people living life in peace
When I close my eyes all I see is what's in front
of me
Doctor, I've got a problem
With this consolation
I don't want it anymore
In this candyland, the clutching hand always
reaching
We take care of ourselves while the rest are
weeping
Once upon a time there was a little baby
Bringing light to the world
As the story goes,
And everyone knows a child
Messenger of peace
So iff not through us then through them,
Would you speak?
'Cause I got a problem with my imagination
I need you to help me see, see
Promise me