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Whispering softly, but I don’t hear it all,
You reach out your hand, but I pull mine away,
I’m too scared to listen to the words that you say.
Oh, ghost, ghost, why won’t you leave?
Your presence here, it’s too much to believe,
But I’ll make a deal, if you’ll just disappear,
Let’s have one last drink, then you go from here.
You linger in the silence, with those eyes so cold,
Trying to be friendly, but it’s too much to hold,
I’m shaking in my boots, don’t know what to do,
You want to be friends, but I can’t see it through.
Oh, ghost, ghost, why won’t you leave?
Your presence here, it’s too much to believe,
But I’ll make a deal, if you’ll just disappear,
Let’s have one last drink, then you go from here.
We’ll sit in that old bar, just you and me,
Raise a glass to the past, then set you free,
I’ll listen to your stories, the ones left untold,
But after that drink, you’ve got to let me go.
Oh, ghost, ghost, why won’t you leave?
Your presence here, it’s too much to believe,
But I’ll make a deal, if you’ll just disappear,
Let’s have one last drink, then you go from here.
Whispering softly, but I don’t hear it all,
You reach out your hand, but I pull mine away,
I’m too scared to listen to the words that you say.
Oh, ghost, ghost, why won’t you leave?
Your presence here, it’s too much to believe,
But I’ll make a deal, if you’ll just disappear,
Let’s have one last drink, then you go from here.
You linger in the silence, with those eyes so cold,
Trying to be friendly, but it’s too much to hold,
I’m shaking in my boots, don’t know what to do,
You want to be friends, but I can’t see it through.
Oh, ghost, ghost, why won’t you leave?
Your presence here, it’s too much to believe,
But I’ll make a deal, if you’ll just disappear,
Let’s have one last drink, then you go from here.
We’ll sit in that old bar, just you and me,
Raise a glass to the past, then set you free,
I’ll listen to your stories, the ones left untold,
But after that drink, you’ve got to let me go.
Oh, ghost, ghost, why won’t you leave?
Your presence here, it’s too much to believe,
But I’ll make a deal, if you’ll just disappear,
Let’s have one last drink, then you go from here.