Let's go back to the night when we first met There was nothing more interesting in the world than me and you, yet. But people, they change their minds in a blink. And sometimes is better be quiet than say what you think. Except for you. Except for you. There ain't no guilty, dear. Love wasn't enough. And I often ask myself when did we lose the touch. I feel just like a ghost boy floating around. But still locked inside the memories of you somehow. While you're free. While you're free. Ghost boy floating around inside your arms. Ghost boy floating around inside your arms.