Dance With A Ghost - Sara Hartman

This mess we make, these hearts we break

You say «Memories, these lines on your face»

I hate the silence, the empty space

Things we left behind, things we misplaced

Lost and alone, I know the feeling

Thought of us dancing on the ceiling

But I’m just dancing and we’re cool

I guess if he’s got a funny sight to wake

It’s taking your breath away

And if he’s got a funny way of saying

I’m not gonna dance with you

Although that you want me to

Better to dance alone

Than to dance with a ghost

I’m not gonna dance with you

Not like I used to

Better to dance alone

Than to dance with a ghost

Dance with a ghost

Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh