Spectre

Take my hand and I will show
You all the things I deeply know
Mon petit cho you're clearly blind
To all of the goodness that resides
In your fingertips, in your life
In your fingertips, in your smile

But I could be the window to the
Amber glowing golden picture that I see so easily
And you could be the grand collector
Come to life no more a spectre fantasy
Named; what everybody else sees

Clouds they're bound to find their way
Into your sweet reflection's gaze
And we all want to be the wind
Letting the sunshine in again
Letting the sunshine in again
Letting the sunshine in again

I could be the window to the
Amber glowing golden picture that I see so easily
And you could be the grand collector
Come to life no more a spectre fantasy
Named; what everybody else sees

What everybody else sees
What everybody else sees
What everybody else sees



Credits
Writer(s): Lily Lyons, Matt Calvert
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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