Chapter one, I will tell you a short story
Of someone who thought it would be lovely
To pretend that the world was not so ugly
And things and times had somehow evolved away

Beautiful, more than words could ever describe
What a cliche, imagine rainbows exist in the sky
In a world filled with so many burdens and cares
Imagination is all we got

I wish I could
I wish I could
I wish I could
Make a home, make a home
Make a home, make a home

Chapter two, speaks of all the possibilities
Close your eyes and imagine what a world that it could be
[?] all these rules, all the [?]
Defying emotions and these rules are gravity

Beautiful, more than words could ever describe
What a cliche, imagine rainbows exist in the sky
What a cliche, what a cliche, what a cliche
(In a world filled with so many burdens and cares)
Imagination is all we got