Seeing Things

Lyrics by：Charlotte Aitchison/Justin Raisen/Finn Keane

Produced by：Finn Keane

It was in the winter

On a busy crossroads

Saw a man about your height

Just walking

Same kind of shoulders

Same kind of new clothes

Couldn't believe it so

I chased you down fast

And I caught up

And I stopped

And tapped your arm

And waved and said

Hello

But it was just a stranger

I think I'm seeing things that are not there

I think I'm seeing things

I think I'm seeing shadows of your hair

I think I'm seeing things

I think I'm seeing things

I think I'm seeing things

Keep staring through the glass

To find you

You're a ghost now

Maybe a reflection

In fact I'm certain I just saw you in a window

I was just browsing

When I met your eye

Couldn't believe it so I

Reached my fingers out to touch your face

In the pane

And turned around

To speak and say

Your name

You vanished into thin air

I think I'm seeing things that are not there

I think I'm seeing things

I think I'm seeing shadows of your hair

I think I'm seeing things

I think I'm seeing things

I think I'm seeing things

Keep staring through the glass

To find you

To find you

To find you

To find you