Imagine

She says to me: Imagine Madeira under the sun
But right now I’m imagining losing her, I’m getting paranoid
I’m losing my mind, she’s right
I think she wants my name behind her first name
She’s never flipped on me, no, that’s what drives me crazy

She says to me: Imagine Madeira under the sun
But right now I’m imagining losing her, I’m getting paranoid
I’m losing my mind, she’s right
I think she wants my name behind her first name
She’s never flipped on me, no

She wants to see Mada, I want to see clearly, she wants to leave Paris and change the scene
She loves simple walks and the little things, she doesn’t envy a billionaire’s life
Even when she tests me, and my guard goes down
I can’t leave her, she makes me feel alive, she knows I get lost in her gaze
I love her qualities, her flaws, when I said "I love you" to others, it was a lie
A little glass of rum, I’m gonna chill, I think back to when I was broke
We want to change our lives, change the weather, yeah, the degrees in the air, in the glass, tied
Far from trams and subway platforms, just the two of us on the GTO bike

She says to me: Imagine Madeira under the sun
But right now I’m imagining losing her, I’m getting paranoid
I’m losing my mind, she’s right
I think she wants my name behind her first name
She’s never flipped on me, no, that’s what drives me crazy

She wants to see Rome and Rio, Buenos Aires, Rosario
To get far from Paris, to the lands of Dalí, to escape the sirens, the lights
She wants to see Venice, she wants to see Rome and Rio, Buenos Aires, Rosario
To get far from Paris, to the lands of Dalí, to escape the sirens, the lights
At first, she laughed in my face when she saw how I fluttered
But it became passionate, we have so much road to cover
We talk about living by the sea, I can see she’s not a homebody
At night, she’s got the style, the flair, she’s my Falbala, my partner

She says to me: Imagine Madeira under the sun
But right now I’m imagining losing her, I’m getting paranoid
I’m losing my mind, she’s right
I think she wants my name behind her first name
She’s never flipped on me, no
She says to me: Imagine Madeira under the sun
But right now I’m imagining losing her, I’m getting paranoid
I’m losing my mind, she’s right
I think she wants my name behind her first name
She’s never flipped on me, no, that’s what drives me crazy

Imagine
Imagine
Imagine
Imagine