Impossible Trees (Late Night Remix)

Watching candles against the sky
Circles of light
The haze of night
There's close laughter
The sound of voices
One of them yours

Beyond the hills the dark hills
Are other people
They're a mystery
And I'm falling
Staring upward
For shooting stars
One of them yours?

She's a whirlwind
Beautiful whirlwind
And Lisbon is full

She's a whirlwind
Beautiful whirlwind
And Lisbon is full
Of impossible trees

Who's that knocking at my door?
Under a full moon what was happening?
There were voices under my window
Was one of them yours?

She's a girl with a camera
Suddenly free and freedom suits her
Travels the world looking for magic
But the magic is hers

She's a whirlwind
Beautiful whirlwind
And Lisbon is full

Of impossible trees



Credits
Writer(s): Tobias Zaldua
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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