richard thompson
ghosts in the wind
Did you 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, eh 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 a 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