The Ghost
What is this thing that haunts me
When we haven't touched in weeks?
Two ghosts wrapped in a clean white sheet,
Two pairs of arms, legs and feet.
Does it follow you from room to room,
And whisper...
When we haven't touched in weeks?
Two ghosts wrapped in a clean white sheet,
Two pairs of arms, legs and feet.
Does it follow you from room to room,
And whisper...