Water sits in the palm of a green leaf
Waiting to fall on my head
Like the memory of you waiting to fall
From my dreams right into my bed
I hear the ghost of love
Singing a lonesome song
Buries my heart
With nothing left to be found
Winter comes and freezes the trees
Leaving everything gold and brown
Just when you think that life will return
A storm knocks it all to the ground
I hear the ghost of love
Singing a lonesome song
Buries my heart
With nothing but bones on the ground
And when the wind it comes
And carries me away from
This empty house
With nothing left to be found
White roses on the ground
They tell the story of you and me
I hear the ghost of love
Singing a lonesome song
Buries my heart
With nothing but bones on the ground
And when the wind it comes
And it carries me away from
This empty house
With nothing left to be found
It'll be found
