Ghost In Your Own Life

© 2016 Mark Cote

pretend friends temporary towns
if they get to you you play the clown
Monday smiles on Thursday face
perfume of green but just a trace

(chorus) you better run to tomorrow
                  slip back to the past
                  nothing in the now is bound to last
                  you better run to tomorrow
                  slip back to the past
                  just a ghost in your own life
                  and stranger days

if you wanna take this trip with me
it's gonna be a bumpy ride
many things that don't make sense
it will mess with your mind

(chorus)
(instrumental)

out here in our own little world
got you by my side
if we're having too much fun
let them run and hide

(chorus)