Sonntag, 13. Februar 2011

The 3 Ghosts.

Thousands of ghosts in the daylight
Walking though my hometown square
Thousands of faces you touched once
Thousands you lost in the fright

Knock, knock on the door of the house that he knew
The air grows cold around me and you, it's cold
You know that he's there

Thousands of ghosts in the darkness
Lost in a strange neighborhood
The lights from the warm houses haunt them
They forgot what they lost
But they know it was good

I was only a girl when I wore those clothes
I was unfaithful, I lived as I chose
I want only to haunt you
But you're never there

I died so I could have you
I died so I could haunt you

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