(Whitfield/Strong)
Each day through my window
I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself
You're such a lucky guy
To have a girl like her
Is truly a dream come true
Out of all the fellas in the world
She belongs to you
But it was just my imagination
Running away with me
It was just my imagination
Running away with me
Soon we'll be married and raise a family
A cozy little home
Out in the country
With two children, maybe three
I tell you I can visualize it all
This couldn't be a dream
For too real it all seems
But it was just my imagination
Once again
Running away with me
Tell you, it was just my imagination
Running away with me
Every night, on my knees I pray
Dear Lord, hear my plea
Don't ever let another take her love from me
Or I will surely die
Her love is heavenly
When her arms enfold me
I hear her tender rhapsody
But in reality
She doesn't even know me
It was just my imagination
Once again
Running away with me
Oh, tell you, it was just my imagination
Running away with me
I never met her
But I can't forget her
Just my imagination
Running away with me
Oooh, just my imagination
Running away with me
.. it was just my imagination