The Ghost of Change

Walking, on a cold and white December night
I hear, the voices from the other side

Calling my name, must be that olden friend
I think she has come to see me once again

Do you, still remember the old oak tree
I,do, the feeling's coming back to me

Calling my name, must be that olden friend
I think she has come to see me once again

You are the ghost of change, and now we meet again
You are the ghost of change, but I will always be the same

Ghost of change, do you remember my name
Ghost of change, do you remember my name

I took her hand, and then we walked into the night
I took her hand, and then we watched the moon go by
Memories, of long forgotten times
I took a chance to relive my life and then I saw her
She smiled

You are the ghost of change, and now we meet again
You are the ghost of change, but I will always be the same
The same

Walking,on a cold and white December night
I, hear, the voices from the other side

Calling my name, must be that olden friend
I think she has come to see me once again

Ghost of change, do you remember my name
Ghost of change, do you remember my name

You are the ghost of change, and now we meet again
You are the ghost of change, but I will always be the same