Ghost کے بول

My hopes, my will Were never a part of you Those days were sad and cold I'll never want them back again But at 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 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 But at 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 But at 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