Song | I Believe in Ghosts |
Artist | John Ralston |
Album | Needle Bed |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I believe in ghosts and don’t believe in God. | |
Like I believe in the sum, but not the part. | |
Except when I’m riding my bicycle home from work | |
In the dark into oncoming traffic. | |
Maybe I’ll think it over again. | |
Sweetheart, baby, | |
I’m sorry for bringing these black clouds wherever you are. | |
These icebergs never stop melting. | |
I think that you fell for me in the dark. | |
Nervous knees knocking on the balance beam. | |
Circling sharks grinning up at me. | |
Well maybe I’m not all that you think I am. Maybe I am. | |
Maybe I am thinking it over again. | |
Sweetheart, baby, | |
I’m sorry for bringing these black clouds wherever you are. | |
These icebergs never stop melting. | |
I think that you fell for me in the dark. | |
But it’s over now, and you’re feeling so relieved. | |
If I believe in ghosts and don’t believe in God. | |
Then I believe in the sum, but not the part. | |
Jumpin’ Jack Pumpkinhead pincushion doll | |
I’m dead with all the things I never said buried in my flower bed. | |
Maybe I’ll think it over again next time |
I believe in ghosts and don' t believe in God. | |
Like I believe in the sum, but not the part. | |
Except when I' m riding my bicycle home from work | |
In the dark into oncoming traffic. | |
Maybe I' ll think it over again. | |
Sweetheart, baby, | |
I' m sorry for bringing these black clouds wherever you are. | |
These icebergs never stop melting. | |
I think that you fell for me in the dark. | |
Nervous knees knocking on the balance beam. | |
Circling sharks grinning up at me. | |
Well maybe I' m not all that you think I am. Maybe I am. | |
Maybe I am thinking it over again. | |
Sweetheart, baby, | |
I' m sorry for bringing these black clouds wherever you are. | |
These icebergs never stop melting. | |
I think that you fell for me in the dark. | |
But it' s over now, and you' re feeling so relieved. | |
If I believe in ghosts and don' t believe in God. | |
Then I believe in the sum, but not the part. | |
Jumpin' Jack Pumpkinhead pincushion doll | |
I' m dead with all the things I never said buried in my flower bed. | |
Maybe I' ll think it over again next time |
I believe in ghosts and don' t believe in God. | |
Like I believe in the sum, but not the part. | |
Except when I' m riding my bicycle home from work | |
In the dark into oncoming traffic. | |
Maybe I' ll think it over again. | |
Sweetheart, baby, | |
I' m sorry for bringing these black clouds wherever you are. | |
These icebergs never stop melting. | |
I think that you fell for me in the dark. | |
Nervous knees knocking on the balance beam. | |
Circling sharks grinning up at me. | |
Well maybe I' m not all that you think I am. Maybe I am. | |
Maybe I am thinking it over again. | |
Sweetheart, baby, | |
I' m sorry for bringing these black clouds wherever you are. | |
These icebergs never stop melting. | |
I think that you fell for me in the dark. | |
But it' s over now, and you' re feeling so relieved. | |
If I believe in ghosts and don' t believe in God. | |
Then I believe in the sum, but not the part. | |
Jumpin' Jack Pumpkinhead pincushion doll | |
I' m dead with all the things I never said buried in my flower bed. | |
Maybe I' ll think it over again next time |