Post by engarde on Feb 1, 2003 7:47:20 GMT -5
Ghost
I'm walking through your city streets,
Cold, misty rain falling softly down.
My feet are moving lightly, discreet
They barely make a sound.
I meet your eyes as you make your way,
Through the crowds of people hurrying home.
I think that you might stop to say, "Hello,"
But a ghost of a girl is what I've become.
I once was a visible human being
Carefree and happy and real somehow.
But now I'm pale and there's no way of seeing
My face and my life are invisible now.
I don't share your hopes or your dreams anymore
My cares are not your cares.
My concerns are so different now it seems,
There's nothing left to share.
So I walk along, just watching you go
And wondering why you don't see me.
But deep down inside this ghost I know,
It's because I can't be seen.
Josie
I'm walking through your city streets,
Cold, misty rain falling softly down.
My feet are moving lightly, discreet
They barely make a sound.
I meet your eyes as you make your way,
Through the crowds of people hurrying home.
I think that you might stop to say, "Hello,"
But a ghost of a girl is what I've become.
I once was a visible human being
Carefree and happy and real somehow.
But now I'm pale and there's no way of seeing
My face and my life are invisible now.
I don't share your hopes or your dreams anymore
My cares are not your cares.
My concerns are so different now it seems,
There's nothing left to share.
So I walk along, just watching you go
And wondering why you don't see me.
But deep down inside this ghost I know,
It's because I can't be seen.
Josie