Small Faces
imaginary love
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As fragrant as a wild rose in Spring
Her voice's sweeter then a nightingale could sing
She's as gentle as a dove
Yes, she must have come from heaven above
My imaginary love
She's always with me, young and gay
To me, she's everything what more can I say
Except that
She's as gentle as a dove
Yes, she must have come from heaven above
My imaginary love
Her hair's as golden as the setting sun
Our imaginary love has just begun
She's always with me, young and gay
To me, she's everything what more can I say
Except that
She's as gentle as a dove
Yes, she must have come from heaven above
My imaginary love
My imaginary love
- Album:
- The Decca Years 1965-1967
- The Decca Years
- Miscellaneous
- There Are But Four Small Faces
- The Immediate Years CD 1
- All or Nothing (Remastered)
- The Immediate Years (Disc Two)
- The Anthology 1965-1967
- From the Beginning (Remastered)
- The Decca Anthology (1965-1967)
- The Best Of
- The Very Best Of CD1
- Mojo: Small Faces & Friends
- The Legendary Majik Mijits
- The Very Best of the Small Faces, Vol. 1
- Small Faces
- Small Faces (Deluxe Edition)
- From the Beginning
- From the Beginning (Deluxe Edition)
- Ogdens’ Nut Gone Flake