Livin' With a Ghost

P. D. Kai Swigart © 1994

When I ask you why, you start to cry,
You ask me if this means goodbye,
And all I asked was why you want to die.
I tell you true, you're feeling blue,
You tell me that you hate me too,
And all I told you Darlin' was please don't lie.

The things I say aren't what you hear,
Reality is seldom clear,
It ain't me you see,
You're livin' with a ghost.
The things I do aren't what you feel,
What's in your head, well it can't be real,
It ain't me you see,
You're livin' with a ghost.

I tell you straight, you call it hate,
You tell me it must be too late,
And all I said was Darlin' talk to me.
My arms reach out, you're full of doubt,
You accuse me then start to shout,
And all I want is to hold you, can't you see?

The things I say aren't what you hear,
Reality is seldom clear,
It ain't me you see,
You're livin' with a ghost.
The things I do aren't what you feel,
What's in your head, well it can't be real,
It ain't me you see,
You're livin' with a ghost.