Just like all the other times as we entered
Across the white dance floor then to the bar
I thought I saw him smile in your direction or was my imagination running wild
With ten minutes he had asked you for a dance love
Oh too soon you said you'd like it fine
I thought you danced too close to be strangers or was my imagination out of line
[ steel ]
As the night grew old the wine had made you careless
It seemed to me that he was just your style
I said let's go home before there's some heartache
And you said your imagination's running wild
My mind was filled with cruel and painful vision
Afraid I might be wrong I tried to smile
Then you left with him and all my fears were happ'ning
And my poor imagination's running wild yes my poor imagination's running wild