Amy O - Canyon

There you were in the canyon scared
I put my arm around your shoulder

We can sing the night through
Invoke a sense of wonder

Play it big or play it small
Pick up the phone, pick a number

I can spin shit into gold
Pull you out from deep down under

Who looks at me, who looks at you
Dead as the leaves, wet as the moon

Who looks at me, who looks at you
Dead as the leaves, wet as the moon

We built a tower over the city
Now I'm gonna float right through

Wherever starlight, you'll find me
Living my little life anew

Canyon sing the night through
Here's looking at you

Can ya just let it rest
Mirror, reflect

Who looks at me, who looks at you
Dead as the leaves, wet as the moon

Who looks at me, who looks at you
Dead as the leaves, wet as the moon