Ghosts, Haunting the Halls of Time

I opened the door to your old bedroom. I was drawn in, accepting an invitation to a party I did not want to attend. Ghosts (ghosts) A million thoughts rushed me as I, unprotected, Gazed around the darkened room. Ghosts (ghosts), haunting the halls of time. Whispering love, a haunting rhyme. Ghosts, haunting the halls of time. Whispering love, a haunting rhyme. How the walls used to hold your drawings, And where I had tacked empty wrappers of a reality I now hold deep within my dreams. Ghosts (ghosts) How the floor used to hold your bed. Where we had held each other many times, once upon a time. Ghosts (ghosts), haunting the halls of time. Whispering love, a haunting rhyme. Ghosts, haunting the halls of time. Whispering love, a haunting rhyme. Looking now, there was nothing. Yet, somewhere in that room a memory was lingering. Like the stillness of a morning fog, Too thick to allow the dawn a chance to break. Of two ghosts quietly making love. Ghosts (ghosts), haunting the halls of time. Whispering love, a haunting rhyme. Ghosts, haunting the halls of time. Whispering love, a haunting rhyme. Looking now, there was nothing. Yet, somewhere in that room a memory was lingering. Somewhere in that room a memory was lingering. Somewhere in that room a memory was lingering. Ghosts (ghosts), Ghosts (ghosts), Ghosts (ghosts), Ghosts (ghosts), haunting the halls of time. Whispering love, a haunting rhyme. Ghosts, haunting the halls of time. Whispering love, a haunting rhyme. Ghosts (ghosts), haunting the halls of time. Ghosts (ghosts), haunting the halls of time. Ghosts (ghosts), haunting the halls of time.