Ghost Of York

I know
We’re all souls
Just trying to connect with
Someone, but we’re all
Left searching on our own
Tell me that you could hear it
Three taps under the floorboard
Don’t say I’m losing it
Maybe you’re deaf
Could have sworn
That I locked
All these windows fairly tight
Shut the door
Hear a knock
She starts turning off the lights
And from the corner of my eye
I saw you dressed all in white
I saw you pass right by
But maybe I had too much wine
I hope you come back tonight
You never said goodbye
Tell me that you could see it
A ghost whose skin is porcelain
Don’t say I’m losing it
Maybe you’re blind
Saw her walk
Through a wall
Turn her head and look at me
In a York hotel hall
I am falling to my knees
Softly, as your dress flows
You say that you’re alone
But I know I can’t leave you
Lonely and on
Your own