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You've got stars in your eyes And dew drops on your cheeks You wake every mornin' At a quarter to three In a valley somewhere You decided you needed to be And you never call me But I still hear your voice Like ghosts on a stairwell Just making noise And I cannot let myself dwell Cause if I stay too long I just might drown in the space you left In the chatter around My heart beats in time To the records you played But I'm still all alone At the end of the day Unless you can count your ghost
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 1:46 AM UTC
Ghosts on the Stairwell
You've got stars in your eyes And dew drops on your cheeks You wake every mornin' At a quarter to three In a valley somewhere You decided you needed to be And you never call me But I still hear your voice Like ghosts on a stairwell Just making noise And I cannot let myself dwell Cause if I stay too long I just might drown in the space you left In the chatter around My heart beats in time To the records you played But I'm still all alone At the end of the day Unless you can count your ghost
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 1:46 AM UTC
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