The Future: Song Without Words letra

(Your imagination has an awful lot to give)
(If our right to live were yours hauntingly)
(I want to build a little hut, maybe two bedrooms)
(I want to build a little hut hung on joy)
(Full musical interlude with chorus)
(I want to built a little hut hung on joy)
(brief transition)
If a man has a story that he badly needs to tell
A man's imagination makes a lovely wishing well
(make a wish, make a wish)
I wish I could write a song everyone alive could understand
(A song that a Frenchman could sing to a Spaniard)
(A song that a German could sing to a Russian)
(A song that if ever you'd sing, you are king)
(Wouldn't it be wonderful, won't it be grand)
To write a song that the whole wide world could understand

[Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told]
[I'm gonna say, please missus gypsy, tell me what the future will hold]
(Tell us what the future will hold)