Sam Jones

If you must you can call me Sam

Just leave me where I am

Smoking on the stairs

Freeing little white ghosts to the winter air

I'll take my precious time

I'm not going too far

I saw you in my dreams

You were shivering cold laying next to me

I wrapped you in my arms

You pulled away and said it did more harm than anything

So you left me where I lay

Freeing little white ghosts to waste away another day

I feed my demons well

So they don't go too far

Sam Jones, how'd you get so sad

Sam Jones, how'd you get so sad

They ask me, Sam Jones, how'd you get so sad

Sam Jones, how'd you get so sad

Well I feed my demons well

So they don't go too far

If you must you can call me Sam

Just leave me where I am

Freeing little white ghosts

Freeing little white ghosts

Freeing little white ghosts

Freeing little white ghosts