Space for Wishes

On my sheet
I got all of them
Straight from my core
Straight from my core

Blowing all the seeds
From the dandelion
Into the summer wind
Into the summer wind

With a snap of my fingers
And a blink of my eyes
The ghost leaves his bottle
The ghost leaves his bottle

Whispering secrets
Hidden for years
To your his open ears
To your his open ears

Your the ghost
I sent out

Your the ghost
I sent out

To open the space
For whishes