Liz Cooper & The Stampede - Lights

Hold my hand never let it go
Until I've done grown old with you
Only with you
Cozy in a cabin with a view
Way up on top
Top of the world
We can see the curving of the earth
It's twirling, twisting, swerving, curling, twirling, swirling

All I see are lights
All I see are lights
All I see are lights
All I see are lights

Is this a dream?
The same old dream
One that I've been having
Where I never find my king before I wake?
Well I pray to the lord my soul to take
But then I find a piece of mind
I lay upon a field of mushrooms
I start to consume and spin into the clouds and space and

All I see are lights
All I see are lights
All I see are lights
All I see are lights

All I see are lights
All I see are lights
All I see are lights
All I see are lights