The Ghost Of Last December
We moved in many shapes,
And I'm nearly awake.
With the first of the day,
Convinced last night went OK.
Hold on, hold on.
This candle's burned out.
I won't let it go.
Hold on, hold on.
We want it so bad.
This one thing we can't have.
We can't see doubt,
On the list of abandoned doubts.
When the truth came out,
I'll decline if nothing else.
Hold on, hold on.
This candle's burned out.
I won't let it go.
Hold on, hold on.
We want it so bad.
This one thing we can't have.
Hold on, hold on.
This candle's burned out.
I won't let it go.
Hold on, hold on.
We want it so bad.
This one thing we can't have.
Hold on, hold on.
We moved in many shapes,
And I'm nearly awake.
Hold on, hold on.
We moved in many shapes.
We want it so bad.
This one thing we can't have.
