The Fayetteville Funkadelix - Ghost Lyrics

I saw your ghost back in London - what can I say
I swear if she opened her mouth she'd sound like you
And maybe I'm dreaming believing that what I saw was real
Cos I saw your ghost back in London - what can I say

I was alright when I got here with what I'd done
And darling I thought I had shaken this off my mind
Apparently that was dumb of me and now I feel the weight
I was alright til' you got on at Royal V

I saw your ghost back in London - what can I say
I swear if she opened her mouth she'd sound like you
And maybe I'm dreaming believing that what I saw was real
Cos I saw your ghost back in London - what can I say

The memories are plummeting and they're pulling me down
I'm bombarded by the past that I just can't let go
If I could get her attention maybe I'd make this right
But darling when I held back she got off at Canning Town

I saw your ghost back in London - what can I say
I swear if she opened her mouth she'd sound like you
And maybe I'm dreaming believing that what I saw was real
Cos I saw your ghost back in London - what can I say

And maybe I'm foolish to think that we'd ever be
And maybe I'm wasting my breath singing about you
Cos maybe we're hopeless - we're breathless - and out of time
But darling it's hitting so hard back in JFK

I saw your ghost back in London - what can I say
I swear if she opened her mouth she'd sound like you
And maybe I'm dreaming believing that what I saw was real
Cos I saw your ghost back in London - what can I say