I host the ghost of you

I can hear you in the silence 

Echoing my ears 

I see the trace of your face 

Everywhere and it brings me to tears 

Feels like years 

Oh it feels like years

So I host 

Your ghost

That haunts me

And my fears

Most everyday 

Long after you left

You just won’t go away

And I can’t rid myself of you, you, you

Oh you

Why don’t you stay 

A little bit longer

A little bit later 

A little more

A little  less

Look at me now 

You left me Alone in this mess 

I must confess:I find comfort in your shadow 

Of yesterday’s past 

But the more you linger 

The less I live
Oh you

You you 

Please just go away 


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