They pulled the switch that sent me far
Into the
Oh my God what do I see, over my shoulder
Autumn Jones, when you fell and cut
Your knee when you
I thought the ghost was starting to fade
It hadn't haunted
Look so pretty sitting there
Could you be the one
Last night had a crazy dream
You were everywhere it seemed
You
Something so innocent, began then came and went
Keeps coming back
I was a little lost
Rode home on my bicycle
Sunshine, on the horizon
Over two young lovers, while its goin'
Why am I always the last one to say how
I heard a preacher man speaking on the radio
Remember thinking
Years of trying to keep myself free
Now I find