My Favorite Ghosts

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My Favorite Ghosts ©2016 Robert George BMI

No one knows why
Love can fade and slowly die
Till all that’s left behind
Are the faces in your mind

And lately when I’m feelin’ lost n lonely
I see a red head on a Connemara pony
Riding by that shining mountain stream
Or a hippie girl with brown hair
Playing guitar in the town square
Near the bench across from Dairy Queen
They’re just shadows cast by memories
But it really doesn’t bother me
Cos the girls I miss the most
Have become my fav’rite ghosts

Sometimes I sit down by the tracks
Drink a six pack of dreams
And hope a train will bring tomorrow back

Cos lately when I’m feelin’ lost n lonely
I see a red head on a Connemara pony
Riding by that shining mountain stream
Or a hippie girl with brown hair
Playing guitar in the town square
Near the bench across from Dairy Queen
They’re just shadows cast by memories
But it really doesn’t bother me
Cos the girls I miss the most
Have become my fav’rite ghosts

Someday I know I’ll love again
But till then

Lately when I’m feelin’ lost n lonely
I see a red head on a Connemara pony
Riding by that shining mountain stream
Or a hippie girl with brown hair
Playing guitar in the town square
Near the bench across from Dairy Queen
They’re just shadows cast by memories
But it really doesn’t bother me
Cos the girls I miss the most
Have become my fav’rite ghosts

O all that’s left behind
Are the echoes in my mind…