Past Love

This was written recently for me by an old ghost. Sometimes old ghosts should stay under the sheet and haunt else where. By sharing I am removing it from my shoulders and my tears. It is all good though. Happiness runs through my spine now like a train in the night, dark, fast and hot.................


When everything's been torn apart
And there’s nothing left to scream or shout
There’s nothing left for us to say
We’ve said it all before
Surrounded by empty space
Been drifting here for years and years

The words never came
I wanted to say
The way you made me feel
The way I loved you
To do all the things you wanted to do
To be all that you wanted me to be

Where are we now?
Was it all bad?
I want you to see all that you mean me
What if we’d met on a different path?
Is it too late?
What if you’re leaving me in this empty place?

We’ve come this far
I know there was pain
Broken hearts can survive
Is it too late?
I could still be all that you wanted me to be

Where are we now?
Was it all bad?
I want you to see all that you mean me
What if we’d met on a different path?
Is it too late?
What if you’re leaving me in this empty place?

Where are we now?
Was it all bad?
I want you to see all that you mean me
What if we’d met on a different path?
Is it too late?
Is it too late?
Baby, is it too late?