|
Rebekka Bakken - Ghost in This House |
|
|
|
I don't pick up the mail |
|
I don't pick up the phone |
|
I don't answer the door |
|
I'd as soon be alone |
|
I don't keep this place up |
|
I just keep the lights down |
|
I don't live in these rooms |
|
I just rattle around |
|
|
|
I'm just a ghost in this house |
|
I'm just a shadow upon these walls |
|
As quietly as a mouse I haunt these halls |
|
I'm just a whisper of smoke |
|
I'm all that's left of two hearts on fire |
|
That once burned out of control |
|
You took my body and soul |
|
I'm just a ghost in this house |
|
|
|
I don't care if it rains |
|
I don't care if it's clear |
|
I don't mind staying in |
|
There's another ghost here |
|
He sits down in your chair |
|
And he shines with your light |
|
And he lays down his head |
|
On your pillow at night |
|
|
|
I'm just a ghost in this house |
|
I'm just a shadow upon these walls |
|
I'm living proof of the damage |
|
Heartbreak does |
|
I'm just a whisper of smoke |
|
I'm all that's left of two hearts on fire |
|
That once burned out of control |
|
And took my body and soul |
|
I'm just a ghost in this house |
|
Oh, I'm just a ghost in this house |
