I don't wanna be imaginary
When your thoughts turn back to me
I'd like you to see the reality
That we shared so lovingly.
And I don't wanna seem just part of a dream
In a fading fantasy
If you could just see the reality
That would be good enough for me.
Dark clouds and rain can cover my pain
Like tears falling from the sky
But if once in a while you'd think of me and smile
Maybe I could be happy again.
If you don't mind I'd like you to find
It in your heart to set me free
From the blame and the shame and the losing game
Of my painful misery.
And I don't wanna be just a memory
When your thoughts turn back to me
I'd like you to see the reality
That would be good enough for me.
A simple (and realistic?) few words with a folksy melody.