Ghost

By Motorama

On Alps

Released on December 2009

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[Verse 1]

My hopes, my will

Were never a part of you

Those days were sad and cold

I'll never want them back again


[Chorus]

But in this moment we are close to each other again

It's like a merge of different colors

In a silver mountain lake

(We are at home again)

It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost

It's like falling from the edge

To the bed with cold clean pillow


[Verse 2]

Your voice is pure and soft

It's throwing me back to my hopes

My ears were deaf and cold

Please hold me tight in your arms again


[Chorus]

But in this moment we are close to each other again

It's like a merge of different colors

In a silver mountain lake

(We are at home again)

It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost

It's like falling from the edge

To the bed with cold clean pillow


[Chorus]

But in this moment we are close to each other again

It's like a merge of different colors

In a silver mountain lake

(We are at home again)

It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost

It's like falling from the edge

To the bed with cold clean pillow