Joshua Fletcher And The Six-shot Romance

The Ghost
there's a ghost at my window he waits til' the night to come in and he stands by my bed and he breathes down my neck til the morning i see shadows of vultures around i'm standing six feet above the ground that's twelve feet from where i aim to be found in the morning i've written your name with mine a thousand times they were lost in the fire there's a man near the bells he's anxious now it's not long 'til they tell of another he's laughing under his breath for his hands in unjustified death are stained like yours and mine. are you alright? or does the ghost keep you up at night? Aus Songtexte Mania