Dancing With Your Ghost Again

Dancing With Your Ghost Again 

I'm sorry I'm calling so late, I hope you can't tell that I've been drinking again...

I've been up way too long just daydreaming and dancing with your ghost again.

I chase your shadows around the room, I chase them down the halls,

You're everywhere I go, everywhere I turn; it's just you and me stuck between these four walls.

So I'm sorry if I'm breathless, but it's because of you.

You see it's not easy trying to catch up to you,

And it's even harder trying to forget you.

So I know I sound delirious, but baby it's all because of you.

I'm sorry if I'm not saying much, I really just wanted to hear your sleepy voice and  the sound of your sigh,

The sound of you breathing on the other end of the line is just what I needed tonight to simply get by.

I've got our favorite record playing on 
repeat,

And in my mind we're wrapped up together in your rose petal stained sheets.

I'm sorry if I sound so breathless, I just can get enough of you.

You know it's never been easy to keep a hold on you,

And it's always been impossible to truly let go of you. 

I know you can hear that I'm restless--it ain't got nothing to do with the Jack--it's simply because of you.

I know you said that you don't dance,

You don't do flowers, hearts and romance...

But tonight your ghost is giving me his all,

And you don't even know it as you sit on the other end of this call.

I can't sleep and it's because of you.

I can't catch my breath and it's because of you.

I'm restless and it's because of you.

I'm breathless and it's because of you.

I'm sorry that I woke you at this time of night, you know I let this poison get the best of me again...

I just thought you should know that I've been up way too long... And I'm dancing with your ghost again.

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It Should Be Me

I feel so lost without the rhythm of your heart beat for mine to follow,

My heart is silenced; my chest, my mind, my body,my soul is hollow.

I don't think you understand how vital it is that you're next to me,

Without you here, I am not living only simply existing--I forget who I am supposed to be.

Oh, how jealous I am tonight of the blankets that cover your body and the pillow that gets to cradle your head,

For it should be me, my dear, surrounding you with my love and sharing your bed.

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Play On

A voice from the past that won't stop haunting me, A tinge in my heart that won't stop taunting me.

It's an infinity circle, there's never an end, Just when it's about to break, you fly in and stop the bend.

Your hellos are so sweet, and your goodbyes are so bitter.

But you stay stuck on me like last-night's glitter.

You never come off, no matter how hard I try to wash you away.

You're like listening to The White Album, I can't do anything but let the record play.

You're my ghost, my ghost for tonight.

You're here for now, but you'll soon disappear come day light.

Love me and leave me,

Want me but don't need me.

It's love, it's hate.

It's catastrophically fate.

If a wish were really a wish, I'd wish you away.

If you weren't so damn good, I wouldn't keep letting this record play.

A hunger that comes from deep within the core of me, A faith so strong, not even God could shake me.

You're at the center in all that I am, all that I've become.

You've captured my soul, when I don't feel you all I feel is numb.

Your love is so sweet but your hate is so bitter.

No matter how hard I try to wash you away, you stay stuck on me like last-night's glitter.

If I could, I would rinse you all away.

If you weren't so god damn good, I'd push stop--but instead I let this record play.

So baby play on, play on.

I am at your will, faithfully your pawn.

Play on.

Play on.

I'll love you with every ounce within me tonight, I'll save my tears for the morning--when my eyes meet day light.

Before I know it, you'll be gone.

While My Guitar Gently Weeps, play on.

Oh play on. 

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Your Secret

We talk in circles; reminiscing about the past and talking about all the places we could’ve gone.
We dance in circles; clinging to hope that there’s a future we can build new dreams on.
You know we could have it all, if the rest of the world would just float away,
You know we could make it, if you could just walk away.
We’ve done this for so long; we’ve been here so many times before.
You hold my heart in your back pocket, and I keep yours in my top drawer.
No one knows our truth, there’s no way they could ever understand…
How the world disappears with just the touch of your hand.
And it’s like a spark that ignites a flame,
The way my heart stops when I hear you say my name.
I don’t wanna be your secret anymore.
You tell me that I deserve so much more,
And you break my heart each time you walk out that door.
I don’t wanna be your secret anymore.
You mean well in all you do; you’re selfless and too loyal for your own good.
You could have so much more; you would have it all if you’d just believe that you could.
I know we made a go at this many years ago, when we were full of innocence and youth,
I know I hurt you, I damaged you; but that was never my intention and that’s the truth.
Time has changed us both, but you still fit me like my favorite old sweater.
If you can trust me, I promise I will love you so much better.
No one knows our truth, there’s no way they could ever understand…
The way you hold me up when I’m too weak to even stand.
And it’s like a spark that ignites a flame,
When you tell me that you still feel the same.
I can’t be your secret anymore.
You and I both deserve so much more.
I know it hurts you just much when you have to walk out that door.
Please tell me, I don’t have to be your secret anymore.
Please don’t keep chasing me unless you’re ready to catch me.
Please don’t tell me you love me, until you’re finally free…
Free to love me openly, free to just let us be.
Free to shed the shame,
And free to declare I am not the one to blame.
You know we’re comfortable together; you still fit me like my old favorite sweater.
Don’t think about the aftermath and the pieces we’ll have to pick up later, let’s just love each other better.
I just wanna love you so much better.
But I can’t do that until I’m not your secrete anymore.

-Kattie Lindsay 12/23/2012

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