Ghosts Of St. Paul

You just ran away together hand-in-hand with you

And you wonder what became of younger dreams

Could have had our day together

Love was begging you just to hold on

Guess you couldn't curb the need for ultimate control

Over something that it seems was "meant to be"

Now you're searching every corner just for what you had

For a moment, but you won't call

And now I feel the weight, your ghost stands in my way

And now I feel the weight, your ghost stands in my way

Something always magic in the air surrounding you

So that logic didn't have a chance to speak

And when I die I'll end up haunting Summit Avenue

Just to hold on

And now I feel the weight, your ghost stands in my way

And now I feel the weight, your ghost stands in my way

Christmas trees and shooting stars and fireplaces

Ghosts of St. Paul

Christmas trees and shooting stars and fireplaces

Ghosts of St. Paul

Christmas trees and shooting stars and fireplaces

Ghosts of St. Paul

Christmas trees and shooting stars and fireplaces

Ghosts of St. Paul

And now I feel the weight, your ghost stands in my way

And now I feel the weight, your ghost stands in my way