Imagination

The smallness of the sky
And the fire-red sea
Describes your silver eye
His color isn't a mystery
 
As we walk in the street
At the sound of birds
In the silence of the night
A big bomb explodes
 
It's called imagination 
And with her ​​all we can do
It's called imagination
Inside my mind, the dream is you!
 
The imagination
That makes the creation
Becomes a song
What we do when all we do goes wrong?