19 July 2012
I'm on this ride with you
You told me we were through
I began to get on with life
This cut you like a knife
Just as I'm finding my feet
You suggest we should meet
You say life just hadn't been the same
That you'd had enough of playing games
That you wanted us back together
We'd be ok whatever the weather
Like I fool I believed in you
Thought we'd be great after what we'd been through
Six months into this ride
My fears are back, the tears I cry
I'm unsure of what's coming next
Am I thrown right, am I thrown left?
My eyes are clouded by the dark
Your touch has left the devils mark
Your words haunt me everywhere I go
My heart pounds as the fears grow
I want off this ride, I can't take anymore
Being on this ride too long is such a bore
Ghost Train • Opuss № I