Ghost Writer

You’re the silent haze. It’s strange how your shadow strays
Though you’ve gone to a better place.
I pretend that I didn’t see you, you know I do.
Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.
You’re my secret fear — so beguiling and so sincere
With your warm whisperings in my ear.
I pretend that I didn’t hear you, you know I do.
Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.
I don’t know if I can go all the way to the other side with you.
But in the end what is life anyway?
Are we both shadows in the room?
So erase my name with my worries and all my pain,
But if morning should rise again I’ll deny that I ever loved you,
you know I will.
Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.
I don’t know if I can go all the way to the other side with you.
But in the end what is life and anyway
we’re all just shadows in the room.
So erase my name with my memories and all my shame
But if morning should rise again
I’ll deny that I ever loved you, you know I will.
Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.
Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.