There's no believing and no reason why

Well I'm superstitious and I can fly

I float through the ceiling

And into your eye

Call me what you like

I just wanna be there with you all the time

Do you wanna be here with me all the time

There's no believing and no real surprise

Well I am a ghost here, appearing in the night

To float through the ceiling

And into your eyes

Call me what you like

I just wanna be there with you all the time

Do you wanna be here with me all the time

I float through the ceiling

And into your eyes

Call me what you like

But I just wanna be there with you all the time

Do you wanna be here with me-e?

Shoop da, la la da...

by Renan Marchi