Texty písní Lindsey Buckingham

Lindsey Buckingham

Illumination

I've got a bad reputation

And you have something to hide

Ooh, such a strange sensation

When you finally open up your eyes

One last lie to believe in

One last trick of the mind

The process of illumination

The process of illumination

Meet me up at the station

Shake me down to the core

Whisper little revelations

That you never told no one before

One last lie to believe in

One last trick of the mind

The process of illumination

The process of illumination

One last lie to believe in

One last trick of the mind

The process of illumination

The process of illumination

One last lie to believe in

One last trick of the mind

The process of illumination

The process of illumination

The process of illumination

The process of illumination