Speaking With A Ghost

Overnight it's getting cold,

When every day is different in Michigan,

You never know.

It's been a while since you've called.

I'm speaking with a ghost and I'm wondering

How you're making out.

And I went and spent that week trying to find you out.

Every night it feels the same.

And I went and spent those nights driving by myself.

Every night it feels the same.

Overnight I fell apart,

I use to wonder where you've been, or where you were.

I threw my face against the wall

So I won't wonder where you've been,

Or where you are, and how you're making out.

And I went and spent that week trying to find you out.

Every night it feels the same.

And I went and spent those nights driving by myself.

Every night it feels the same