In The First Days Of The Spring Time
Made You Up And Split From One Thousand Enemies
Made A Trail Of, Of A Thousand Tears
Made You A Prisoner Inside Your Own Secrecy

There's A Ghost In Me
Who Wants To Say "I'm Sorry"
Doesn't Mean I'm Sorry

At The First Hour Of The Springtime
Made You Up And Split From One Thousand Enemies

Now I See You From The Corner
Clock Strikes
And I Know You Will Be Drinking Alone

There's A Ghost In Me
Who Wants To Say "I'm Sorry"
Doesn't Mean I'm Sorry