Ghost کے بول

I've been waiting here Til my heart won't fight I've been in the middle of the middle Of the ghost in the eastern night I see all your gold With my lazy sight I was making every little bet on you So my pockets tight But I'll be up Yeah, I'll be up for you I get close and say That my hands are free I guess I was blinded by the pretty of your teeth And the haze you keep Let me hold that line Let me Sun your eyes I was making every little bet on you Now my north feels right But I'll be up Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah I've been looking for you ghost Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah I've been looking for your ghost Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah I've been looking for your ghost Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah Yeah, I'll be up for you