And I had a dream About my old school And she was there all pink and gold and glittery I threw my arms around her legs Came to weeping, came to weeping
And I heard your voice as clear as day, And you told me I should concentrate, It was all so strange, And so surreal, That a ghost should be so practical.
Only if for a night And the only solution was to stand and fight, And my body was bruised, I was set alight, But you came over me like some holy rite, And although I was burning, You're the only light Only if for a night
And the grass was so green against my new clothes, And I did cartwheels in your honour, dancing on tiptoes My own secret ceremonials before the service began, In the graveyard, doing handstands.
And I heard your voice as clear as day, And you told me I should concentrate, It was all so strange, And so surreal, That a ghost should be so practical. Only if for a night
And the only solution was to stand and fight, And my body was bruised, And I was set alight, But you came over me like some holy rite, And although I was burning, You're the only light
Only if for a night
My doe, my dear, my darling, Tell me what all this sighing's about, Tell me what all this sighing's about.
And I heard your voice as clear as day, And you told me I should concentrate, It was all so strange, And so surreal, That a ghost should be so practical.
Only if for a night. Yeyeyeye-yeyeyeye-ahhaaaoooh. Only if for a night. Yeyeyeye-yeyeyeye-ahhaaaoooh. Only if for a night. Yeyeyeye-yeyeyeye-ahhaaaoooh. Only if for a night. Yeyeyeye-yeyeyeye-ahhaaaoooh. Only if for a night. Yeyeyeye-yeyeyeye-ahhaaaoooh. Only if for a night. Yeyeyeye-yeyeyeye-ahhaaaoooh. Only if for a night. Yeyeyeye-yeyeyeye-ahhaaaoooh. Only if for a night. Yeyeyeye-yeyeyeye-ahhaaaoooh.
Compositores: Paul Richard Epworth (Epicman), Florence Welch (Florence and The Machine) ECAD: Obra #9990498 Fonograma #12059542