Thunder Bold & The Handsome Seven - Ghost - Single

Ghost

I'm a ghost and I live a rather sentimental life
My mother, she was a sailor and my father is, well, out of town

I am coming for your house to tell you stories I don't even know
And in between I'm flying round in a homemade time machine

Bet you couldn't comprehend what I just said
I will be fair, let's, well, just pretend I am
Next Monday is a week ago and last year I was dead

My dearest paper heart
Your mind seems pretty torn apart
My dress was, it was, it was once your bed
And I just wish that you were born

Let me play that guitar for you

I'm a ghost and I live a rather sentimental life
My mother was a sailor and my father is out of town
And I am coming for your house to tell you stories I don't know
In between, I'm flying round in a homemade time machine

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