Here I am waking up,
Still can't sleep on your side.
There's your coffee cup,
The lipstick stain fades with time.
If I can dream long enough,
You'd tell me I'd be just fine,
I'll be just fine..
So I drown it out, like I always do.
Dancing through our house,
With the ghost of you.
And I chase it down,
With a shot of truth.
Dancing through our house,
With the ghost of you.
Cleaning up today,
Found that old Zepplin shirt.
You wore when you ran away,
And no one could feel your hurt.
We're too young, too dumb,
To know things like love.
But I know better now.
(Better now)
So I drown it out, like I always do.
Dancing through our house,
With the ghost of you.
And I chase it down,
With a shot of truth.
Dancing through our house,
With the ghost of you.
Too young, too dumb
To know things like love..
Too young, too dumb
So I drown it out, like I always do.
Dancing through our house,
With the ghost of you.
And I chase it down,
With a shot of truth.
That my feet don't dance,
Like they did with you....
Favourite Line- my feet don't dance, like they did with you..
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Poetry"music is the secret language that effortlessly connects our bodies, our minds and our souls. i'm addicted to the lyrics. i'm addicted to him, he's a song i never want to end"
