I've been down
wandering past
second street and
looking at the ghosts
of you and me
and thinking back on
all those memories
of how we used to be
I've been hearing
I hear those voices
over the noises
of the breaking glass
and all those plans
we had to get us through
they're never
coming true
And I hope and hope
that you won't forget
and I hope and hope
you know that
I can clearly see
The ghosts of you and me
and I'm just a moved-on
memory
And you're still alive
and I'm still getting by
down these dead end streets
the ghosts of you and me
I'm still talking
I talk of what we'll do
to the ghosts
of me and you
and I'm still looking back
into past
when we were all we had
And I hope and hope
that you won't forget
and I hope and hope
you know that
I can clearly see
The ghosts of you and me
and I'm just a moved-on
memory
And you're still alive
and I'm still getting by
down these dead end streets
the ghosts of you and me
the ghosts of you and me
the ghosts of you and me
Hope you won't forget
hope you know that
I'll always regret
those things I said
hope you know
that I can clearly see
The ghosts of you and me
'cause I'm just a moved-on
memory
And you're still alive
and I'm still getting by
down these dead end streets
the ghosts of you and me
the ghosts of you and me
the ghosts of you and me
the ghost of you and me