Nicole Dollanganger - Ghosts

The ^Cautumn wind carries a^Gll of the ghosts They ^Ccatch on me, and hide ^Gunder his sheets They ^Cmake their nest in my ^Gclothing seams Poss^Cessing my bones and my ^Gbeing

We ^Cwaited 'til the morning where the ^Amsun did rise But the ^Cmoon still lingered in his w^Ameary eyes ^CGhosts fill my head with such ^Amrotten things And ^Cwith the loneliness that the ^Gcold air brings

The ^Croom was dim, so I d^Goubt that he could see My ^Ccold, shaking hands and my ^Greddened cheeks A ^Cpart of me wished to crawl ^Gunder his sheets But ^CI sincerely doubted that ^Gwe would sleep

So we ^Cwaited 'til the morning where the ^Amsun did rise But the ^Cmoon still lingered in his ^Amweary eyes Bet^Craying a good heart to ^Amsatisfy mine But ^Che's a ghost I never thought I'd ^Gfind