Imagination Running Wild

(Billy Deaton)



Just like all the other times as we entered

Across the white dance floor then to the bar

I thought I saw him smile in your direction

Or was my imagination running wild?



With ten minutes he had asked you for a dance love

Oh, too soon you said you'd like it fine

I thought you danced too close to be strangers

Or was my imagination out of line?



--- Instrumental ---



As the night grew old the wine had made you careless

It seemed to me that he was just your style

I said let's go home before there's some heartache

And you said your imagination's running wild.



My mind was filled with cruel and painful vision

Afraid I might be wrong, I tried to smile

Then you left with him and all my fears were happ'ning

And my poor imagination's running wild.



Yes, my poor imagination's running wild...