Texty

Sun goes down, spirits come in the dark Lay so still, count the movements of the clock Lost in that place between sleeping and awake This phantom of you is proving more than I can take Ooh I could almost hear you Ooh I could almost hold you The cars outside and the creaking of the floors The sounds feel strange without your voice anymore Get up in the night think I see you in the mirrors Feel a chill in the air and I'd swear that you are near Ooh I could almost hear you Ooh I could almost hold you Morning comes and the ghosts disappear Walk through the house, but I know that you're not here Read those old letters than I tossed in the drawer I torture myself, but I can't do it anymore Ooh I could almost hear you Ooh I could almost hold you
Writer(s): Mark Allen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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