Spectre

I can almost see you Standing there A dim reflection In a foggy mirror A subtle vision Hanging in air A gentle spectre And a soothsayer I won't, I won't Lose Sight of, sight of You and When you, when you Call to My mind I'll reach through You keep calling to me Like from a dream You keep calling to me You keep coming to me And it's all I see You keep coming to me Technicolor Luminaire Neon wonder In a golden glare Visionary In an empty room Feel you staring I can see you, I can see you too I won't, I won't Lose Sight of, sight of You and When you, when you Call to My mind I'll reach through You keep calling to me Like from a dream You keep calling to me You keep coming to me And it's all I see You keep coming to me I can read the future If you let me I could read your future If you let me You been dreaming 'bout the future Since you met me Oh, I could be your future If you let me You keep calling to me Like from a dream You keep calling to me You keep coming to me And it's all I see You keep coming to me You keep calling to me Like from a dream You keep calling to me You keep coming to me And it's all I see You keep coming to me