Ghost
of yours
it's late and I discompose mabe becoming this ghost
you were talking about and seemed so wonderfull I'm walking on your
head it's
so late now, I'm just walking on your mind
I'm the ghost of yours discomposing like a low remember
crowd was in pray and your pray was for me
please, please kiss me, please kiss me
crowd was away but your pray was for me and we stood alone and we lied alone just lips were saying at my ear oh please ...
