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Ghost
(Mark Erelli)
I'm not the kind to believe in superstition
Lately the truth I have seen is stranger than non-fiction
You race through my blood, some kind of sweet addiction
Heaven help the fool who falls in love
I sleepwalk the streets of this town looking for your face
Ain't got nothing to show right now, but I can't give up the chase
Won't you give me a sign, some kind of saving grace
You're the only one I'm thinking of
Can't get you off my mind
I must be going insane
All these streets look the same
Nobody answers when I call out your name
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I need you the most
When you're not around
I'm in love with your ghost
You're invisible now
I know that it's wrong
To keep holding on to something you can't even see
Guess you can already see that my heart is haunted
You are all that I need, everything I've ever wanted
Lost myself somewhere in between, can't you hear me calling
Wish I may, wish I might
First star I chance to see tonight
Wish I could disappear right now
Fade into this faceless crowd
'Cause I'm so sick and tired of missing you out loud
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(CHORUS)
'Cause I'm so sick and tired of missing you out loud
Fade into this faceless crowd
Wish I could disappear right now
First star I chance to see tonight
Wish I may, wish I might
Lost myself somewhere in between, can't you hear me calling
You are all that I need, everything I've ever wanted
Guess you can already see that my heart is haunted
To keep holding on to something you can't even see
I know that it's wrong
You're invisible now
I'm in love with your ghost
When you're not around
I need you the most
CHORUS
Nobody answers when I call out your name
All these streets look the same
I must be going insane
Can't get you off my mind
You're the only one I'm thinking of
Won't you give me a sign, some kind of saving grace
Ain't got nothing to show right now, but I can't give up the chase
I sleepwalk the streets of this town looking for your face
Heaven help the fool who falls in love
You race through my blood, some kind of sweet addiction
Lately the truth I have seen is stranger than non-fiction
I'm not the kind to believe in superstition
(Mark Erelli)
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