This … reminds me of primary school days because it was one of those “our songs”.
The ghost of you and me
When will it set me free
I hear the voices call
Following footsteps down the hall
Trying to save what’s left of my heart and soul.
This … reminds me of primary school days because it was one of those “our songs”.
The ghost of you and me
When will it set me free
I hear the voices call
Following footsteps down the hall
Trying to save what’s left of my heart and soul.
