Текст и слова песни One More Time – Here Comes The Ghost
I m waiting for the morning the gentle glow
I know the light should have been here an hour ago
But still the fog keeps drifting and something s out there
My tears are freezing as I m walking down the empty stairways
He ll soon be inside, oh why won t he let go
I see that ghost again
I see that ghost again
Who am I trying to fool, is it the white faced clown
Though I cannot see the serpent I know he s in town
It is that sense of chaos, that s getting closer
Just as my story seems to go towards a happy ending
Just as I feel I am the queen of the show
I see that ghost again
I see that ghost again
It s getting near the end
I can t believe I must face that fear again
I feel so lost in the house that we shared
The phone is ringing but nobody s there
And just as I m about to cry in despair
I see a light outside my window the sky is cracking up, here comes the
sunrise
But soon I m back in business still selling lies
I m shaking hands with a stranger avoiding his eyes
And though his grip is frosty it feels familiar
The words I try to speak become a chant of fright
Just as I thought I could escape from the eternal night
I see that ghost again... a.s.o.
I know the light should have been here an hour ago
But still the fog keeps drifting and something s out there
My tears are freezing as I m walking down the empty stairways
He ll soon be inside, oh why won t he let go
I see that ghost again
I see that ghost again
Who am I trying to fool, is it the white faced clown
Though I cannot see the serpent I know he s in town
It is that sense of chaos, that s getting closer
Just as my story seems to go towards a happy ending
Just as I feel I am the queen of the show
I see that ghost again
I see that ghost again
It s getting near the end
I can t believe I must face that fear again
I feel so lost in the house that we shared
The phone is ringing but nobody s there
And just as I m about to cry in despair
I see a light outside my window the sky is cracking up, here comes the
sunrise
But soon I m back in business still selling lies
I m shaking hands with a stranger avoiding his eyes
And though his grip is frosty it feels familiar
The words I try to speak become a chant of fright
Just as I thought I could escape from the eternal night
I see that ghost again... a.s.o.
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