Patrick Sylvester - The Ghost (feat. Ian Pitts)

Sometimes I feel like I can't go home
‘Cause I ain't got nothin' to call my own
Wanted to prove to everyone my worth
Didn't realize going alone would hurt
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Is my value less if my souls depressed,
And happiness is the measure of success
Am I less than you because I'm numb
Or am I worth more than your counted sum
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
But transient lives are all I see
They're in and out like some memories
Fleeting, passing, floating, right through me
Can they see the ghost I seem to be
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
But you're not alone
I know
How it feels
When reality is real
You're not alone
I know
You're not alone

Written by:
Patrick Sylvester

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