Brown Bird

A Ghost of Myself
Lord knows I love youand I miss your fine faceIt's just not the same when you're goneThere's nothing but time to explore in my mindAnd find things I don't want to findBut I'm not sure if I'll make it outI'll be trapped inside until you're homeA ghost of myself will be waiting by the shore'Til you're out on the ocean no more From Letras Mania