William Mowell - Ghosts Of My Past

I need the feel of her soft embrace
Of the one who no longer knows me
The whiskey is only a waste
And there's always a hidden fee

I miss her hair in my face
And having her next to me
I miss her smell and taste
I'm only one, no longer we

It gets harder living everyday
Fighting with the ghosts of my past
I cannot find the words to say
The time flew by way too fast

I get knocked down by the wind
Fighting for something that's not there
I find myself lying on the ground again
The memories only rip and tear

I fight the demons in my way
Sometimes there's too many to face
I finally find the words to say
But they're nothing but a waste

Never seeing you again isn't the hard part
It's not knowing if you are OK
You'll always have a place in my heart
I'll be here even a million miles away

I'm fine in the day time
Lonely in the night
I might seem like I'm fine
But that just ain't right

I won't let this pain kill me
But I may just come out crippled
My heart is without a key
Everyday this loneliness triples

Even in the day I find myself wondering
When I hear a song from Gary Allan
It leaves me in a constant state of pondering
It's getting hard to avoid the reapers' talon

My friends may not understand
But I need to be in the arms of a woman
They try to help, but not all of them can
Without love I'm not a true man

I'm working on OK
But it's a long and hard road
I may stumble and loose my way
But this is a hundred ton load\n\nWilliam Mowell

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