Echo
I follow him down wherever he goes
Right into the ground, ground if that's what he chose
I sniff him out in the thickest of crowds 'cause I'm
Stuck on him though he doesn't need me around
He steps up to his mirror then gets a little nearer
To see a little clearer the face that he loves dearer
Any other that he's known
But I know how he feels so they call me
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh, oh
I kick him overboard then hope that he floats 'cause I'm
Tethered to him and sinking if that's where he goes
He steps up to his mirror then gets a little nearer
To see a little clearer the face that he loves dearer than
Any other that he's known
But I know how he feels so they call me
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
When he says "I love you" to himself
I whisper "I love you" to him as well
He steps up to his mirror then gets a little nearer
To see a little clearer the face that he loves dearer than
Any other that he's known
But I know how he feels so they call me
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
We'll grow flowers from our bones we'll grow
Flowers from our bones, how will I though
Always in his shadow
Well, my voice will linger on as my
Ghost when we are gone
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh, oh
Right into the ground, ground if that's what he chose
I sniff him out in the thickest of crowds 'cause I'm
Stuck on him though he doesn't need me around
He steps up to his mirror then gets a little nearer
To see a little clearer the face that he loves dearer
Any other that he's known
But I know how he feels so they call me
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh, oh
I kick him overboard then hope that he floats 'cause I'm
Tethered to him and sinking if that's where he goes
He steps up to his mirror then gets a little nearer
To see a little clearer the face that he loves dearer than
Any other that he's known
But I know how he feels so they call me
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
When he says "I love you" to himself
I whisper "I love you" to him as well
He steps up to his mirror then gets a little nearer
To see a little clearer the face that he loves dearer than
Any other that he's known
But I know how he feels so they call me
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo
We'll grow flowers from our bones we'll grow
Flowers from our bones, how will I though
Always in his shadow
Well, my voice will linger on as my
Ghost when we are gone
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh
Echo, Echo, Echo, oh, oh
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Writer(s): Viktoria Hansen, Alan N'glish
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