Ive been down wandering past Second Street
And looking at the ghosts of you and me
And thinking back on all those memories
Of how we used to beIve been hearing, I hear those voices
Over the noises of the breaking glass
And all those plans we had to get us through
Theyre never coming trueAnd I hope to hope that you wont forget
And Im hoping, hope you know that
I can clearly see the ghosts of you and me
And Im just a moved on memoryAnd youre still alive
And Im still getting by
On these dead end streets
The ghosts of you and meIm still talking, I talk of what well do
To the ghosts of me and you
And Im still looking back into past
When we were all we hadAnd I hope to hope that you wont forget
And Im hoping, hope you know that
I can clearly see, the ghosts of you and me
And Im just a moved on memoryAnd youre still alive
And Im still getting by
On these dead end streets
The ghosts of you and me
The ghosts of you and me
The ghosts of you and meHope you wont forget
Hope you know that Ill always regret
Those things Ive said
Hope you know that I can clearly see
The ghosts of you and me
'Cause I'm just a moved on memoryAnd youre still alive
And Im still getting by
On these dead end streets
The ghosts of you and meThe ghosts of you and me
The ghosts of you and me
The ghosts of you and me