I hope your ghost will haunt me I hope I hear you calling My name at 3 AM
Times are hard Times are rough Time gets lost in the strangest of stuff But you said, "I was a winner"
And I lost my way one Saturday I was cleanin' my teeth And washing my face And you were in the bathroom mirror
I hope your ghost will haunt me I hope I hear you calling My name at 3 AM 'Cause honey I love you dearly And I can not bare you leaving Again, again
Pulled the wool So far down Over my eyes That it hit ground And you always a distraction
And when I burn The Midnight oil I look for you on American soil And ooh, tryna get a reaction
But I thought I'd let you go But I still feel you in my clothes
I hope your ghost will haunt me I hope I hear you calling My name at 3 AM 'Cause honey I love you dearly And I can not bare you leaving Again, again
Oh I hope your ghost will haunt me till the end Your ghost will haunt me till the end Your ghost, ghost
I hope your ghost will haunt me I hope I hear you calling My name at 3 AM Honey I love you dearly And I can not bare you leaving Again, not again I hope your ghost will haunt me till the end
Compositor: Kieran Francis Shudall (PRS)Editor: Sentric Music Publishing (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #41286749 em 19/Abr/2024