By: Chayanne
Its getting late,
Its almost night.
I hear them whispering,
I hear them bickering.
I wonder what they see at night,
When I finally reach the top flight.
All I see is two ghosts,
Eating some toast.
By: Chayanne
Its getting late,
Its almost night.
I hear them whispering,
I hear them bickering.
I wonder what they see at night,
When I finally reach the top flight.
All I see is two ghosts,
Eating some toast.