Lyrics:
That which you can't imagineGonna give you itWhat's only meant for passionThe very least I can doAn angel city far southGonna give you itThat angel city of oursVery intimate tooAn open armed emotionGonna give you itAnd open lawn devotionThe very least I can doLet your mind unravelDown that road you're travellin'Got to find that freewayTill you're finally free of itNear everythin' you hold tenderGonna give you itRose of the vase at your leisureThe very least I can doThat open armed emotionGonna give you itAnd open lawn devotionVery intimate tooLet your mind unravelDown that road you're travellin'Got to find that freewayTill you're finallyTill you're finally free of itThat rose of the vaseImagineThat rose of the vaseAlwaysThe speed at which you can travelGonna give you itAnd there replenish your ardourThe very least I can doYeah open armed emotionGonna give you itAnd open lawn devotionVery intimate tooLet your mind unravelDown that road you're travellin'Got to find that freewayTill you're finallyTill you're finally free of itThat rose of the vaseTill you're finallyImagineFinally free of itThat rose of the vaseTill you're finallyAlwaysTill you're finally free of itThat rose of the vaseImagine