Ghost
It's raining, raining hard.
It seems Life is like a playing card.
I'm waiting, waiting alone.
There's a feeling that cannot be shown.
Walking alone in this mysterious place.
Why can't you see the smile on my face?
"I'm here." can't you see me?
"I'm just beside you." can't you feel me?
I whispered, but there was no reply.
Am I already free? why can I almost fly?
I touched you, but you can't feel me.
You're just there, standing still, close to me.
You come here everyday,
But why can't you hear the words I say?
how long have I been here?
It's the darkness that I fear.
The flowers you gave are still beautiful.
And the candles light gives me reasons to be hopeful.
I'm still wearing my pretty dress,
The wound in my heart is almost painless.
and one day you came,
after tonight it will never be the same.
For the last time, I looked at you.
For the last time, I said I love you.
And the time's ticking,
you have to accept that the shiny light's waiting.
I stayed here,with you as your lovely Ghost.
But it's time to go, so I can no longer be lost.
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