Song Lyrics Ghost Of You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I can see the patterns on your face I can see the miracles I trace Symmetry and shadows I can't hide I just wanna be right by your side I will give you everything to Say you want to stay, you want me too Say you'll never die, you'll always haunt me I want to know I belong to you Say you'll haunt me Little supernovas in my head Little soft pulses in my dead Little souvenirs and secrets shared A little off guard and unprepared I will give you anything to I will give you everything to Say you want to stay, you want me to Say you'll never die you'll always haunt me I want to know I belong to you Say you'll haunt me Together, we'll be together, together forever I belong to you Stunned by my rocks

I left the Alpha’s house with her words still echoing in my mind. Normally, when I walked back, I passed by Nicolas’s house. This time, I stopped and stared at the front door. I’d promised him he’d be the first to hear my new songs, but I’d already sung a few to Mr. Ghost and played one of the new melodies for Caroline. I couldn’t help but wonder—was Mr. Ghost even a real person? If he was, I’d broken my promise. Feeling a wave of guilt, I walked up to the door and rang the bell. I’d been here plenty of times before when the band was rehearsing, but this was the first time I’d come on my own.

Hastily, I scanned my music app for the lyrics of this new song. The second song, titled "Does anyone know?" was a heartrending narrative of longing and loss. It spun a tale of her yearning for her departed love, a women that made her life devoid of joy since her disappearance. The lyrics expressed a deep sense of loneliness and loss, echoing questions about her whereabouts and state after her departure. The song was a desperate plea for comfort, for any information that could ease the pain of separation. Through her performance, she channeled the song's profound sense of longing and heartbreak, her voice carrying the weight of each word and its deeply impactful meaning.

Never got the chance To say a last goodbye I gotta move on But it hurts to try How do I love How do I love again? How do I trust How do I trust again? I stay up all night Tell myself I'm alright Baby, you're just harder to see than most I put the record on Wait 'til I hear our song Every night I'm dancing with your ghost I was singing a random song that came into my mind to keep myself company. The sound of my own singing, if I don't even have this, I think I'm going to break. The night blanketed the royal garden in darkness. Fortunately there was a full moon tonight, so the lake was bright.

"I know this is coming to an end Aware of all the pain that will ensue And when it leaves a hole inside my chest I'm not sure how I'll cover up the wound My body's filled with my regret And sorrow Gloomy symphonies fill my head, mhh Tonight I think I'll write the saddest song To cleanse me of your memory and mend me when you're gone I can feel we're barely holding on So tonight I think I'll write the saddest song And maybe when I play it in my room I won't feel so empty when I'm thinking about you I can feel we're barely holding on So tonight I think I'll write the saddest song Mhh-mh, mhh, Mhh-mh

Ghost says quietly. I don’t fall, I took my punishment, proved I still deserve to be prez. And tomorrow, I’m collecting my girl.

She put down the picture and ran to the sofa, her eyes sparkling with hope. “Mommy, you’re being lazy again! I’m going back to our old home to get the music box. Then, I can wake you up!” Seeing her determined to leave, I instinctively reached out for an umbrella, wanting to remind her that it was raining outside. Alas, my hand passed right through her body! In that instant, I suddenly remembered—I was dead. I could never protect her like before.

Then the rider lifted both hands. Not in surrender. With caution. Like someone approaching a wounded animal. Their voice came out distorted through a modulator. “Ghost,” they said softly. Everything inside me stilled. Only three people ever called me that. One was dead—Saint. One should’ve been dead—Shade. And the third… The third was an ally long buried in the dark. A ghost from my old life. The rider reached up and slowly—very slowly—removed their helmet. My breath caught.

She even asked me a question that seemed completely nonsensical to me. I couldn't help but recall the scene from two years ago. I'd been very clear about my desire to break up with her, so what was she doing now? Frowning, I asked in annoyance, "What are you doing here? We broke up two years ago." Feeling a scratch against my palm, I looked down and saw Cecily pouting in displeasure. I couldn't resist chuckling as I gripped her hand even more tightly. It looked like I'd have to placate her later.