Ghost

Pictures of broken glass Time moves on too fast Your ghost Still haunts my soul In a lovely type of way Heard the crying bell ring Listened to the choir sing As I sat down I'm feeling sad now Worse than Monday You call me patient But I'm just wasting time Cause I made it To the other side But nothings here so I just lay a while and wait And wait for your ghost Diseases of shattered hearts You were just doing your part I know You needed me to be alone For you to cry You call me patient But I'm just wasting time Cause I made it To the other side But nothings here so I just lay a while and wait And wait for your ghost Oh I'd rather be haunted By our horrible past Then be faced with Challenges that last Cause your with him And I'm left here all alone Waiting Still waiting For your ghost