Evergreen House

A ghost wonders the halls of Evergreen House He looks at the paintings of those who had past The Mr and Mrs, who would dance in the frames The children who play, in the cracked oil paint He sits and he cries, about what he has lost Only phantom tears drop, into the fog And below the wooden floors boards, the owners can hear His cries and his weeps, as he walks through his peers Ooo, ooo, ooo He thinks he's alone, so he thinks of before The living room, a library, the study, much more But the more that he thinks back, his memory gets mudy Though remembers the good parts and the times that were lovely Ooo, ooo, ooo So the ghost who wanders the Evergreen House Still dreams of his family lost to the past Like the Mr and Mrs who once danced in the street And smiles at the memories he decided to keep Ooo, ooo, ooo Ooo, ooo, ooo Ooo, ooo, ooo