Barbra Lica The Ghost Of Me
If I were to start again
Maybe I wouldn't be hiding in my bed
Would I make the same mistakes
Or believe in myself for a change
Would it all come crashing down
Like it did this time around
So I try to hide the ways that I'm not who I used to be
I'm just living out my days...as the ghost of me
And it's alright, I had my turn
Now it someone else's candle to burn
In the corner at your show
I'll be sitting back and watching you glow
And I hope your path is kind
That it's not as hard to find
(ooh ooh...)
Now the bills are piling up like dishes in the sink
And getting by is tougher than anybody thinks
And I'm stumbling through the city just praying no one knows
That I've got this broken heart - it stopped beating long ago
I'm just living out my days
With a smile on my face
Just living out my days
As the ghost of me
(ooh ooh...)
As the ghost of me
