Is it really real? Or your imagination? When you lie on the ground, on your back And you're looking at the sky Clouds are floating-by Making shapes, like an eight, like a goat Like a sailor, in his boat And then they disappear And suddenly, it's clear But nobody was near to say that what you saw was there Is it really real? Or your imagination? (-Nation, -nation) Is it what it seems? Or is it just a dream? (Dream, dream, dream) Is it what you see that's real? Or is it what you feel? When we sat on the hill, by the water We were looking at the sea And there was only you and me And we talked of the many different colors But I wonder, what is true? 'Cause when I say: It's blue You say that you can see it, too But what I say is blue might look like it is green, to you Is it really real? Or your imagination? (-Nation, -nation) Is it what it seems? Or is it just a dream? (Dream, dream, dream) Is it really real? (Really, really real) Or your imagination? (-Nation, -nation) Is it what it seems? (Seems to be) Or is it just a dream? (Dream, dream, dream) Is it really real? (Really, really real) Or your imagination? (-Nation, -nation) Is it what it seems? (Seems to be) Or is it just a dream?