Lyrics

Two in the morning And I'm way too stoned, I can't drive home, it's pourin' Oh God, it's pouring And while we're talking And our bodies move in closer, can't ignore it I can't ignore it I see the way she's fallin', she's falling She's fallin' right into my arms, mm-mm And I can tell I'm fallin', I'm falling I'm fallin' right into her charm mm-mm She said, "Tell me ghost stories, turn down the lights" Light up a candle, she's holdin' me tight God knows where we'll be by the end of the night Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh While we're tellin' ghost stories While we're tellin' ghost stories, mm-mm Sit in the silence Where the only sound is breathin' in the quiet And I don't know where my mind is You're the only thing I want and I won't fight it Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh And I can tell I'm fallin', I'm falling I'm fallin' right into her charm, mm-mm She said, "Tell me ghost stories, turn down the lights" Light up a candle, she's holdin' me tight God knows where we'll be by the end of the night Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh While we're tellin' ghost stories While we're tellin' ghost stories, mm-mm While we're tellin' ghost stories Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh She said, "Tell me ghost stories, turn down the lights" Light up a candle, she's holdin' me tight God knows where we'll be by the end of the night Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh We're tellin' ghost stories While we're tellin' ghost stories (oh, oh-oh) We're tellin' ghost stories Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Writer(s): Phil Cook, Hilda Stenmalm, Jeremiah Daly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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