Ghost Call Me Little Sunshine Lyrics Novels & Stories

Two more days passed. Zachary, reeking of alcohol, helped Nina through the door. Their unsteady steps caused them both to tumble onto the couch inside. In a daze, Zachary grabbed his phone and dialed a specific number. I glanced over and realized that he was trying to reach me. A cold chill spread through my body. The phone rang, but soon went to voicemail. Undeterred, Zachary dialed a few more times, but still no one answered.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you keep me happy, when skies are grey. You'll never know dear how much I love you. Please don't take, my sunshine away. When she ran out of songs to sing for lullabies, she always just started to sing you are my sunshine, quieter, and quieter, and so far for both of her babies it always did the trick as Melody rocked them down for the night. Carefully she lowered her sweet sleeping baby girl down into the crib her brother had only vacated such a short time ago that it felt like yesterday. Melody held her breath as she tiptoed out of the nursery that used to be a walk in closet attached to the alpha suite in the contained apartment within the main pack

“A song?” “Yeah…what was it again? It’s that famous song…” Mike drummed his fingers at his knee trying to jog his memory. As he did, the wind outside began to pick up and the clouds rode swift and high in the sky, covering the sun. And as the first strike of lightning flashed across the sky, Mike snapped his fingers. “It was ‘Don’t Worry, Be Happy’! You know, that old Bobby McFerrin song!” God help me. It was the exact same song the faceless man in her nightmares hummed to.

I close my eyes and begin singing the lyrics, swaying to the music as I sit on my bed. ‘Dancing slowly in an empty room Can the lonely take the place of you? I sing myself a quiet lullaby Let you go and let the lonely in To take my heart again.’ I feel the tears starting just as I hear him. “That’s such a sad song. What is it? I’ve never heard it before,” he says. My Sunshine. I open my eyes and he’s here. He’s back. The light and beauty of the world. “It’s called The Lonely, by Christina Perri.”

"Baby, you're the man But I got the, I got the, I got the power You make rain But I make it, I make it, I make it shower You should know, I'm the one who's in control I'll let you come take the wheel, long as you don't forget Who got the power? I got the, I got the power I got the, I got the power I got the, I got the power" Power by little mix suddenly started playing and Sunshine entered with her flowy pink gown. She literally shouts to the world that she is the BOSS of my BOSS. I saw my boss smirking and nodded at Sunshine. This is the most beautiful, unique and downright bizarre wedding I've attended.  [Wedding gown of Sunshine]

Dean says softly. “They were,” I whisper as more tears fall. “Luna, do you remember the song?” Collin asks. I swallow hard and begin singing in a gentle, jazzy lullaby—a sweet, childish version of This Little Light of Mine that Kelly made up at four years old. This mommy of mine I’m going love her forever Oh, this mommy of mine Gives me love and chocolate This mommy of mine I’m going to hug her This mommy of mine, all the time, I love her.

The sea is a dark, endless plane. The city’s glow is a faint smear on the horizon. I picture the club—the stage, the seats, the cameras. The invisible crosshairs I know will be drawn over it. Behind me, through the glass, my reflection stares back. Not just Luna Valentine. Not just Mrs. Moretti. Something in between. My phone buzzes. An unknown number. Against my better judgment, I answer. Static. Then, a voice. Low. Amused. “You really think your little song and your little sit‑down will change anything?” it says.

Just right for one person. Gello is in the other apartment so I won't be surprised how he got into my apartment. He have a spare key for my house and I am also to his. I played the song by my favorite artist Moira dela Torre, 'You are my sunshine.' I even sang it while cooking. I cook bacons and hotdogs, I didn't cook rice because there was some rice left last night. When I finished, I put it on the table first and went back to the room to prepare something to use for my jogging.

My hand slipped down weakly, my vision blurring into nothingness. ‘I am so sorry, my little pup. Mama failed to protect you.’ In the next moment, the darkness consumed me entirely. I died.

I can hear Felix’s voice drifting through the night as he sings out the lyrics as familiar as my own name: Just one second, A beautiful moment I’m falling fast, I can't forget Over and over, your story's rewritten Unbreakable chain, my déjà vu. Love through the darkness Mirrors on mirrors I’ve been waiting all this time Fire becomes ashes A new star is born In this starlight Say you’ll be mine. The eerie, muted words are a whisper in the dark, barely discernable. Where is it coming from? It can’t be my ringtone. Surely not.