The ghost of you

de Ioana Zaharia

I’d love to sit and talk
But that I ain’t no more,
‘Cause you are not around
But oceans, on some shore.
My bones and soul…
They’ll miss you
Forever and a day.
And in my dreams
We’ll meet, I promise
Whenever you are there.
But no dream can match
The look
The smile
Your touch
So this is why I ask…

Let your phantom haunt me down
The way you haunt my night,
I’d like to have it by my side
Might it be wrong or right.


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