Ghost Call Me Little Sunshine Lyrics Novels & Stories

I watched a smile appear on his lips, his eyes fixed on me like he had been watching me for a long time. “You’re awake,” he said softly. “Good morning sunshine.” Sunshine?? I looked at him, puzzled at what I just heard. Did he just call me sunshine? Am I hallucinating? Is he trying to play a game with me? What has he got up his sleeve? “Sunshine….?” I asked, eyes widened. “Of course you heard correctly. Sunshine. I called you sunshine because you are carrying my sunshine. Why are you acting surprised like you've never been called by such a name before? How are you feeling now?

The only thing that took my mind off the pain was continuously humming a song to soothe myself. Moon, a hole of light Through the big top tent up high Here before and after me Shinin' down on me Moon, tell me if I could Send up my heart to you? So when I die, which I must do Could it shine down here with you? I let out a shaky breath finally. The estate was quiet as I slipped out, the halls dim and familiar. I whispered a silent goodbye to the walls, to the staff who had treated me with kindness, to the life I was about to abandon.

She then walked slowly on the cold sand remembering the beautiful and cherishful moments she spent there as she heard a boy singing a song a little far from her. "IT MIGHT BE DARK OUTSIDE, BUT THERE'S A SUN BEHIND THE CLOUDS, SO JUST HOLD ON A LITTLE LONGER, I PROMISE, THINGS GONNA BE ALRIGHT, I BEEN LAYING ALL NIGHT, WAITING FOR YOUR CALL, WAITING FOR YOU COMING, RUNNING BACK TO ME AGAIN, AND I'VE BEEN GOING CRAZY, LOOKING AT THE PHOTOS, LOOK BACK AT THE PAST, YEAH, WAS IT ALL A DREAM?

"L... Lily? Can you... c...come get me? I...I'm... outside," "Fucking hell... what happened, sunshine?"

Im fine My sky is clear All pain, say goodbye Goodbye My cold heart Has forgotten how to call you But I'm not lonely, I'm fine, I'm fine The darkness of the night Shakes awake my sleeping dreams But I'm not afraid, I'm fine, I'm fine I'm feeling just fine, fine, fine I'll let go of your hand now I know I'm all mine, mine, mine Cause I'm just fine I'm feeling just fine, fine, fine I don't wanna be sad anymore I could see the sunshine, shine, shine

She has to call in the keyboardist so that I can sing my song with an instrumental. I began singing, and the echoes of my voice resonated in the practice room, with Shakira watching excitedly. “Ghost town streets at 3 AM; silence hangs too heavy in the air. Every corner whispers your name; echoes bounce off the empty square. Taxi lights paint fleeting ghosts, and faces in the windows blur and fade. Searching for a glimpse of you, a phantom in this lonely parade,” I sang, and I could not help but remember my parents; they were who you wrote this song for. All my songs were written due to the loss of my parents, but I am starting to transition to happy songs.

Singing don't worry about a thing Cause every little thing is gonna Be alright Woke up this morning Sit with the rising sun Three little birds Pitch by my doorstep Singing sweet songs of Melodies pure and true This is my message to you Singing don't worry about a thing Cause every little thing Is gonna be alright now The scream melted down into gasping sobs, my entire being quaking to the point my teeth chattered. I vaguely heard Mykel tell Liz to take us home before the engine turned over and we were pulling out of the parking lot.

ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ sᴜɴ sʜɪɴᴇ ᴛɪʟʟ ɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ

Tears trickled down onto the pillow. Alison felt so sad for her friend she had no idea on how to console her, she drew Myra closer and cuddled her some more. Somewhere in Myra’s room her phone beeped. It was a message from Cody he was telling her how much he missed her. The following morning Myra woke up with a bad headache. She walked out of the bedroom to find Alison preparing some hangover soup she sat in an armchair and held her head. “My head feels like it got ran over by a truck” she moaned.

Nothing. I'm heading back to my car, ready to try another area, when my phone rings. Unknown number. I answer immediately. "Hello?" Silence. "Hello? Who is this?" A whisper, so quiet I almost miss it: "Gray..." “Rae.” My breath catches. “Sunshine, where are you? Talk to me, baby. Where are you?” She’s crying softly, voice shaking. "I—I don't know where..." Her voice is shaking, barely audible. "There's broken windows... metal beams... I can see a water tower..."