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'Living with the Ghost' lyrics by Bon Jovi

'Living with the Ghost' lyrics by Bon Jovi 

The second track from Bon Jovi's This House is Not For Sale.






Lyrics

Oh, oh I love you
Oh, oh I do
I got a sentimental illness for you
Please don't go away, oh yeah

I was a high school atom bomb
Going off on the weekends
Smoking dope and mowing lawns
And I hated all the new trends

Me and my friends sang
Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh
Marry me to the blue sky
Bury me in that long last drop of hard rain
Meet me where they stop time
That's you to me on the shovel that's digging this grave

Till I can waltz on a moonbeam
Till I can find a way to turn all tears into wine
I'll hitch my ride to a day dream
Can't unkiss the lips that love is leaving behind

I ain't living with the ghost
No future living in the past
I've seen what hate has done to hope
Tomorrow wasn't built to last
I ain't living with the ghost

How can I scream I'm scared to breathe
I wrote each word you gave the
Toast
But we were fire and gasoline

I ain't living with the ghost
I set my sails over wheat fields
Rode waves of amber let a new sun shine on my face
I dropped the sword put down my shield
I left your scars for the stars
Guiding my way

I traded hurting for healing
I must admit that I was reeling
Now I'm feeling just fine
Traded nightmares for dreaming
Go tell your shadows
That I got out alive

I ain't living with the ghost
No future living in the past
I've seen what hate has done to hope
Tomorrow wasn't built to last

I ain't living with the ghost
How can I scream I'm scared to breathe
I wrote each word you gave the ghost
But we were fire and gasoline

I ain't living with the ghost
Last night I had this dream
I saw a man wash his feet
In the church holy water
He worked up to his knees
From his arms to his neck
Said I'm over my head
He was crying trying to get some relief
Lord, I'm just trying to get some relief
I had this dream
That man was me

I ain't living with the ghost
No future living in the past
I've seen what hate has done to hope
Tomorrow wasn't built to last

I ain't living with the ghost
How can I scream I'm scared to breathe
I wrote each word you gave the ghost
But we were fire and gasoline

Check out the lyrics to some other songs from the This House is Not For Sale album, Scars On This GuitarGod Bless This Messand the poular Reunion.

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