Your Ghost کے بول

If I walk down this hallway Tonight it's too quiet So I pad through the dark And call you on the phone Push your old numbers And let your house ring 'Till I wake your ghost Let him walk down your hallway It's not this quiet Slide down your receiver Stand across the wire Follow my number Slide into my hand It's the blaze across my nightgown It's the phone's ring I think last night You were driving circles around me You were driving circles around me You were driving circles around me I can't drink this coffee Till I put you in my closet Let him shoot me down Let him call me off I take it from his whisper You're not that tough It's the blaze across my nightgown It's the phone's ring You were in my dream (I think last night) You were driving circles around me You were driving circles around me You were driving circles around me You were driving circles around me You were driving circles around me