richard thompson
ghosts in the wind
Call my name? Did you call my name in the night? In the whispers and sighs In the whispers and sighs of the night  Ah, ghosts in the wind Yeah, ghosts in the wind  Now this old house moves This old house moves and moans The tongues of the night The tongues of the night stir my bones  Ah, ghosts in the wind Oh, ghosts in the wind  When will my sore heart ever mend  I'm empty and cold I'm empty and cold like a ruin The wind tears through me The wind tears through me like the ruin  Ah, ghosts in the wind Oh, ghosts in the wind  When will my sore heart ever mend  Ghosts in the wind Ah, ghosts in the wind