Grade school didn't teach me nothing except this:
to imagine to dream.

Then my friends let me down.
"Get real! Your not one to make it up that hill.?
God alone knew I would be here now.

With the world as His movie cast It was I that God
chose,
I hate to say it but told you so.
I wanted it and I could taste it.

My imagination it is the culprit.
My mother and father they would say ?Boy you've got
some imagination!?

They say dream big.
You say I told you so.
You will dream big,
Ill say I told you so.