Her Space Holiday

Lydia
I'm losing my mind In a record amount of time Is it all in my head These ghosts in the hallways and mirrors And under my bed And each time I find There's always a graveyard nearby I'm taking her home That girl from Glasgow's father Just left her alone And I was so 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 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 From Letras Mania