Hung up the phone it was lost again It has been a week since you were not there but I get what you’re saying You make it easy
The plane goes up while I’m falling down Twelve hours of flight missing your name And a wasted seat next to me You make it easy
Oh I never thought we’ll end like this No good bye, no love, no glory at all Just another bitter story but my heart denies to be apart from you
Turn on the TV while asleep Cannot stand it being without you It gets worse in the morning This ain’t easy
Today is the day you were born in bless Should I call you as I used to But it would be the last thing You’re expecting
Just hold on Don’t let this go away so easily Cause I don’t feel this ain’t right Hold on Don’t let this slip away so easily Cause I don’t feel this ain’t not over
I know where she hides all day From the shadows of her own
Sometimes the blues is Such a sweet temptation
Looking for some answers That never have been found
I’m sleeping with a ghost And share her dreams Then it always always always fade away
She was a serious one Having life long plan
She called it blue print I wonder I was in it, too
At times she sounds so real But the next thing I know is she’s gone
I’m sleeping with a ghost And share her dreams Then it always always always fade away But in the morning I still remember The warmth she left in my chest
She’s like a ghost bride She’s like a ghost bride Every time she knocks my door she wings at me like the sweetest lullaby But she never stays until the sunrise
I dream of ways to keep her Middle in a daylight
She could never know about it As it would scare her out
But she dropped the bomb first In a words that I could never understand
I’m sleeping with a ghost And share her dreams Then it always always always fade away But in the morning I still remember The warmth she left in my chest
She’s like a ghost bride She’s like a ghost bride Every time she knocks my door she wings at me like the sweetest lullaby But she never stays until the sunrise
I cannot move from where I begun I cannot stay since she’s been gone I’m talking, talking to the walls As if she hides in my wardrobe again