Ghost کے بول

All that she needs is a little space Her 3 Am usual place I look outside to the moonlight Empty halls that shine And I'm alive When i think about you today I notice how nothing's changed I'm always wondering what i'm doing wrong I'm tired of singing the same old song My mind it tortures me and it won't stop I stay awake chasing your ghost And now she sits on her windowsill his music plays in her ears I've come so far away from home These rooms so clod to what I've known When i think about you today I notice how nothing's changed I'm always wondering what i'm doing wrong I'm tired of singing the same old song My mind it tortures me and it won't stop I stay awake chasing your ghost