Tom Milsom
Toy (Ode To An Imaginary Pachyderm)
It's so easy to pretend that I'm your mother and you are my best friendI won't dream about you if you don't dream of me All the games you play are more than you could ever know One in a million I'm not mad at youYou're never mad at meDo be happy, don't be sad Don't be angry but do be very glad that you're unaware of the fact you existI'm the woman and you're a man Oh we're just choosing deep in the savannah You will always be my favourite friend, oh elephant It was many years ago, that you'd sit comfortably there on my pillow I don't look at you now, you won't look at me Growing up imagination is no more than a vague irritation I won't talk to you, if you can't talk to meI'm not happy, I'm not sadI'm not angry and I'm not very glad now I'm made aware of how you don't existYou're my friend and I'm a boyI'm a fully grown man, and you're a toy elephant
From Letras Mania