Lyrics
Cause there are ghosts in his house, hey i m a weary old man now, the regrets that he
and on the window panes
Scratching with dirty old fingernails, scratching with dirty old fingernails
He whispers go away, cause there are ghosts in his house
Cause there are ghosts in his house, he flicks through the pages of an old photo album
a ghosts broken heart
At night he dreams of the places and the people he knows, he won t sleep till the morning light Broken, cause there are ghosts in his house
Cause there are ghosts in his house, and i m sorry but i don t know how to fix
he won t sleep till the morning light
At night while he waits for the morning to arrive, hey i m a weary old man now, a ghosts broken heart
a ghost s broken heart
the regrets that he
He won t sleep till the morning light, can t change
Flickering all of the night, flickering all of the night For, scratching with dirty old fingernails
A ghosts broken heart, scratching with dirty old fingernails
hey i m a weary old man now
He flicks through the pages of an old photo album, a ghost s broken heart
he flicks through the pages of an old photo album
A ghost s broken heart, hey i m a weary old man now
at night he dreams of the places and the people he knows
scratching with dirty old fingernails
can t change
And i m sorry but i don t know how to fix, a ghosts broken heart
can t change
Knocking on all of the walls, he flicks through the pages of an old photo album
He whispers go away, he will never move on For, a ghosts broken heart
Flickering all of the night, and on the window panes, he won t sleep till the morning light
There is a light in the parlour, he won t sleep till the morning light Broken, a ghosts broken heart
Scratching with dirty old fingernails, he will never move on
hey i m a weary old man now
he will never move on
He won t sleep till the morning light, cause there are ghosts in his house, can t change
he whispers go away
There is a light in the parlour, he whispers go away
Hey i m a weary old man now, can t change
A ghosts broken heart, flickering all of the night
and i m sorry but i don t know how to fix
and i m sorry but i don t know how to fix
and on the window panes
He will never move on, scratching with dirty old fingernails, and i m sorry but i don t know how to fix
At night he dreams of the places and the people he knows, flickering all of the night
And i m sorry but i don t know how to fix, hey i m a weary old man now, can t change
At night while he waits for the morning to arrive, at night he dreams of the places and the people he knows, flickering all of the night
knocking on all of the walls
Scratching with dirty old fingernails, at night while he waits for the morning to arrive, and i m sorry but i don t know how to fix
he flicks through the pages of an old photo album