I roam uneasy pavements
Blossom on the wet grass
Something stirs inside me
A memory from the past
I turn to you
Then feel your loss
I'm standing there alone
No traffic here
The streets are ours
In this strange town of ghosts
Haunted by you
I sense a sudden presence
A shiver runs down my spine
Standing there beside me
As the season rolls back time
I turn to you
Then feel your loss
I'm standing there alone
No traffic here
The streets are ours
In this strange town of ghosts
Haunted by you
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