Midnight Steps to the Haunted Hall

I step through the candlelight, soft on the floor

A friend, a ghost with a grin at the ballroom door

The chandelier flickers when I'm crossing the line

Every whisper in the room starts calling me mine

I feel a pulse in the polished night

A secret in the silk, a spark in the light

No need to hide when the shadows align

I was born for the moment and the moment is mine

I'm stuck here

I'm steppin' into the spotlight like a ghost with charm

Smiling in the dark, bring me no harm

Fish teeth in my heels, magic in my stare

If you hear my name, I've already been there

I'm steppin' into thе spotlight, cool and unknown

A friendly little phantom on a velvet throne

The curtain like the midnight bloom

I'm the soft little chill at the edge of the room

I glide ′cause the dancer's in a shimmer of blue

Every mask in the mirror leans in for the view

With the touch of the piano

I bend the air

And the cold little bells say I'm almost there

I see the pulse in the polished night

A secret in the silk, a spark in the light

No need to hide when the shadows align

I was born for the moment and the moment is mine

Sipping into the spotlight like a ghost with charm

Smiling in the dark, bringing no harm

Mischief in my heels, magic in my stare

If you hear my name, I've already been there

I'm sipping into the spotlight, cool and unknown

A friendly little phantom on a velvet throne

Raise up the curtain, let the moonlight

On the soft little chip at the edge of the room

So let the hall breathe deep

Let the mummite spin

On the hush before noon

The laughter, the key to the grin

One foot in the mystery, one foot in the glow

I'm the kind of stranger glad to know

I'm drifting into the spotlight like a ghost of charm

Smiling in the dark, bringing no harm

Mischief in my heels, magic in my stare

Make you hear my name, I've already been there

I'm stepping into the spotlight, cool and unknown

A friendly little phantom on a velvet throne

Raise up the curtain of the nightbloom

Love the soft little chill at the edge of her own