Imagine everywhere was free to roam
Imagine if the trees could tell us where to go
Imagine that the sun could fill each lonely heart
Imagine confrontation never got a start

Imagine things were always crystal clear
Imagine if the mind never interfered
Imagine we could fly with broken wings
Imagine if the heart could shed its skin

Please, patience, please...
Patience, please...
I’m creating a dream

Please, patience, please...
Patience, please...
I’m creating a dream

Imagine sacred sights were left to be
Imagine if true activists controlled TV
Imagine captain Watson had the final say
Imagine if industry just had to obey

Please, patience, please...
Patience, please...
I’m creating a dream

Please, patience, please...
Patience, please...
I’m creating a dream