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Haunted Hill
Boy i still miss, what I left behind.
The man I kissed for the very last time.
The way my mouth, couldn't form goodbye
I don't want to forget, so I won't even try.
And you, the ghost, that haunted my heart.
The way you made me feel so small
And powerless, you took it all
There was no song, no voice to call.
So I stil get chills on haunted hill
When I visit that house on haunted hill
The curtains drawn, that awful cry
Coming at me, from the back of my mind.
The windows, the eyes, that seem to smile
Trying to invite me back inside.
Where I know, I'd bare witness, to our old life
So I run past that street inside my mind.
on haunted hill, thats where you reside
Oh i still get chills, inside my mind.
