I see you looking down as I sing the blues
Does it make you feel unpleasant
Tell me
If I wasn't haunted by the ghost of you
Maybe I wouldn't bring upon the sound of silence in this room
Are you getting annoyed yet
Just wait until the clock strikes midnight
I wished upon a star and it came true for a while
It aroused in me the feeling of feeling again
Now I wish upon a star
Do me a favor
Take my wish away now
Because the feeling, the feeling
Has gone away from me
Green eyes and pumpkin pies, I taste death
My back aches and still you fed me bitterness
Tick-tock it'll soon be over
I call on you, fairy godmother
The ghosts will be laid to rest and then you'll wish you fed me sweet instead