Ghost
Over the river
Oh, through the woods
And under a few regrets
Lies my love, and she's all alone
There's not a soul who could tell you why
Sometimes I hear your voice
Echo through the halls
Of this old heart of mine
But you're far away
I'd gladly be a host
For your ghost and your body too
I'd rather feel the ghost
Of somebody gone
Than be haunted by
Your eyes while you're alive
Where did it go from here
Why did it take so long to die
Oh, through the woods
And under a few regrets
Lies my love, and she's all alone
There's not a soul who could tell you why
Sometimes I hear your voice
Echo through the halls
Of this old heart of mine
But you're far away
I'd gladly be a host
For your ghost and your body too
I'd rather feel the ghost
Of somebody gone
Than be haunted by
Your eyes while you're alive
Where did it go from here
Why did it take so long to die
Credits
Writer(s): Caden Holmes
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