James Yuill
The ghost
When will I see my children lying in my armsAnd hear the sound of echoes echoing my charmsGo wait at the window,Don't leave it until,You see better days that are comingYou just have to wait (x2)When will I see my children lying in my armsI hear the sound of echoes echoing my charmsYou stole emotion from the man who needs it mostYou gave it to the space between us, that shall now be called the ghostWhen will I tell you what is on my mindOf how to love me and how I can be definedWhen will I tell you what is on my mindOf how to love me and how I can be definedYou stole emotion from the man who needs it mostYou gave it to the space between us, that shall now be called the ghost
From Letras Mania