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 in 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'

Standin' in the dark alone