You know what they call love
The reflection of your soul in somebody else
You know what they called us?
The exception, two souls you couldn't touch
I know you feel it I, still get this feeling
When I walk in to a room you've just been in
You know what they call rough?
The rejection, when the love's just not enough
When it all gets a little too much
When the fire don't burn with your touch
Is it time to give it
Time to give it up?
So I held you
For the last time
And it felt like I was grasping at smoke
Just holding on to your ghost
Holding, holding, holding onto your
Holding, holding, holding onto your ghost
There we were a year today
Just awoken in your bed on a Sunday
I'd turn to you and you would say
You were broken, but with me you've found your way
I know you feel it, cos I still get this feeling
When I'm walking I see strangers with your face
Here I am a year today
Still choking, at the thought of you, and running away
When it all gets a little too much
If the fire don't burn with your touch
Is it time to give it
Time to give it up?
I held you
For the last time
And it felt like I was grasping at smoke
Just holding on to your ghost
Holding, holding, holding onto your
Holding, holding, holding onto your ghost
The fires in the garden
The whiskeys in the park
The cigarettes you'd stolen
I'll take you as you are
Played till the final curtain
Sung till the midnight hour
I'll say the party's not over
As the ship goes down
You know we can't avoid it
So draw your bloody cards
Its right here on the table
My aces beat your hearts
We played the hand we were holding but now
It is time to give it, time to give it up
And so I held you
Like the first time
But it felt like I was grasping at smoke
Just holding onto a ghost
I held you
For the last time
And it felt like I was grasping at smoke
Just holding on to your ghost
Holding, holding, holding onto your
Holding, holding, holding onto your ghost
