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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amy Oelsner
Amy Oelsner
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amy Oelsner
Amy Oelsner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amy Oelsner
Amy Oelsner
Producer

Letra

There you were in the canyon scared I put my arm around your shoulder We can sing the night through Invoke a sense of wonder Play it big or play it small Pick up the phone, pick a number I can spin shit into gold Pull you out from deep down under Who looks at me, who looks at you Dead as the leaves, wet as the moon Who looks at me, who looks at you Dead as the leaves, wet as the moon We built a tower over the city Now I'm gonna float right through Wherever starlight, you'll find me Living my little life anew Canyon sing the night through Here's looking at you Can ya just let it rest Mirror, reflect Who looks at me, who looks at you Dead as the leaves, wet as the moon Who looks at me, who looks at you Dead as the leaves, wet as the moon
Writer(s): Amy Oelsner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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