Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Logan David Bowden
Songwriter
Lyrics
Well spirit has me
When spirit comes
I'm born again with Irish lungs
At the sight of her grinning face
When I come back home to the spell she makes
Still, in laughter
Books will fly
Candles burning black with lights
When she turns her hips to me
The bath is running well and green
Hold it honey
This is the last time
I let you let me dream
Of a home with colored windows
And our words of emerald green
Hey hold it honey
Now let's just see
If I let it die it dyes my room in halloween
She lifts the moon
And takes me where I still recall
Fields in Auburn Junes
So high heels clicking
In my ears
The wind it howls voices clear
Call me out and say you're living half of what you lived last year
Hold it honey
This is the last time
I let you let me dream
Of a home with colored windows
And our words of emerald green
Hey hold it honey
Now let's just see
Writer(s): Logan Bowden
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