Her Space Holiday

Her Space Holiday - Lydia lyrics

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I'm losing my mind in a record amount of time

Is it all in my head?

These ghosts in the hall ways, and mirrors, and under my bed



In each town I find there's always a graveyard near by

I'm taking here home

That girl from Glasgow whose father just left her alone



And I was moved inside that crooked room

I reached out my hand and shyly asked her to dance

She cried as we swayed and in my head that song continues to play

The saddest melody that just won't go away



And in my mind she's fully real

A little voice that helps me feel

And if they thought I was crazy then

Wait until they meet my friend
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Language: English

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