Ella
Ella was a baby ghost and she stood so still
She didn't know why other ghosts liked to haunt and howl and yell
So when all the ghosts were watching TV
Ella sat and drew
She made dogs and swings and sceneries
That were black and gold and blue, oh
Ella, would you look at that?
It seems that all the pretty colors run to you
Ella, would you listen close?
I want to tell you that I know your secret: you see true
Ella was a baby ghost, but she felt so bored
She never learned to hide in shadows or spin a spectral orb
So when all the ghosts were watching TV
Ella learned to fly
She went up above the chimney tops
To say her last goodbyes, oh
Ella, would you look at that?
It seems that all the pretty colors run to you
Ella, would you listen close?
I want to tell you that I know your secret: you see true
In the dark and in the light
The truth behind every door
I know you want to begin the life
You thought the world had in store for you
I do, too
Ella, would you look at that?
It seems that all the pretty colors run to you
Ella, would you listen close?
I want to tell you that I know your secret: you see true
She didn't know why other ghosts liked to haunt and howl and yell
So when all the ghosts were watching TV
Ella sat and drew
She made dogs and swings and sceneries
That were black and gold and blue, oh
Ella, would you look at that?
It seems that all the pretty colors run to you
Ella, would you listen close?
I want to tell you that I know your secret: you see true
Ella was a baby ghost, but she felt so bored
She never learned to hide in shadows or spin a spectral orb
So when all the ghosts were watching TV
Ella learned to fly
She went up above the chimney tops
To say her last goodbyes, oh
Ella, would you look at that?
It seems that all the pretty colors run to you
Ella, would you listen close?
I want to tell you that I know your secret: you see true
In the dark and in the light
The truth behind every door
I know you want to begin the life
You thought the world had in store for you
I do, too
Ella, would you look at that?
It seems that all the pretty colors run to you
Ella, would you listen close?
I want to tell you that I know your secret: you see true
Credits
Writer(s): Mercedes Campana, Monique Roberts
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