Ghost of a Chance

Friday fever dream, eyelashes to the moon The clock is slowing down, and the sun is setting soon Everybody knows there's really nothing left to do And from my corner desk all I think about is you Not till the hours strikes may I turn invisible But on

When the sun can't see me no more I'll come find you When the sun can't see me no more I'll come find you Hold it right there We meet again Hold me right here Hold it right there We meet again Hold me right here Even if it's just a ghost of a chance

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Something Or Nothing - Turboweekend If you've been moonlighting I don't need to know Just stand beside me now. Come with me when I go A perfect match lights a perfect fire logically I'll trust you madly if you'll keep your secrecy When we walk in the