Imagine the wedding that we would have
Tearful, joyful and grand
Imagine the house that we would build
Extravagant, marbled and happiness will be filled
Imagine the children we would make
Two? Four? Depends how much we could create
Imagine growing old nice and warm
Until death I will hold you in my arms
Imagine all of that would come true
But for now I'm just a girl who has feelings for you
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