Like a ghost

A southern breeze and this road I'm on, I wonder if I'll see the end. The city of my sleep where angels dream, Wrapped up closely to the dawn. Follow time, like a ghost, Follow time, like a ghost, I...

She treads so softly gossamer footsteps she's walking through me just like a ghost buried with two pence as passage paid where were you when only the shadows and ghosts were left? In the dim light...