Ghosts

In the first days of the spring time Made you up and split from one thousand enemies Made a trail of, of a thousand tears Made you a prisoner inside your own secrecy [Chorus] There's a ghost in me Who wants to say "I'm sorry" Doesn't mean I'm sorry At the first hour of the springtime Made you up and split from one thousand enemies Now I see you from the corner Clock strikes And I know you will be drinking alone [Chorus x8]