Bring Back The Ghosts

Bring Back The Ghosts
Bring back the nights
Of sweaty venues
Late night menus
Catching flights
Far off places and
Strange smiling faces

It ain't right
How we struggled all this way
But it's worth the fight
So we'll live another day
Get your feet on the floor
Every room's a club tonight
We've got music in our souls
Discos made from candlelight

Bring back the road
Endless miles
We're turning the dials way up
One more show
With backstage access and
Whiskey filled glasses

It ain't right
To let your dreams just fade away
Cause they're worth the fight
We'll play another day
Get your feet on the floor
Every room's a club tonight
We've got music in our souls
Discos made from candlelight

Bring back the ghosts
The loved ones we lost this year
Empty chairs we'll never fill
Yeah we know
We should be grateful cause
Time isn't waiting on us

It ain't right
How they suffered so that way
And try as we might
In their memories we will sing
Get your feet up on the floor
All the world will dance tonight
Cause music heals our souls
Discos made from candlelight



Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Cunningham
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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