breathe little sparks
the ghost of the tramline
lightning the path
the moon drew the shadow
of what i used to be
next to you, my b***** valentine
swim swim little sparks
no ideas where we're going to
can't you tell?
my b***** valentine
the ghost of the tramline
lightning the path
the moon drew the shadow
of what i used to be
next to you, my b***** valentine
swim swim little sparks
no ideas where we're going to
can't you tell?
my b***** valentine