Hey there my old friend
Can you tell me where we are?
It just seems so familiar, like
This is where we start
It's something in the way she says his name
Something in the way he turns to stay
Something about How it's here today
There's something in the water, and it looks like rain
It's not what you say it's what you do
It's not what you know, it's what is true
It's not where you're from, it's where you go
In my defence, i'm just a ghost
Does anybody know a place to go?
It's kinda lonely here in Mexico
Maybe i'll call November 1st
Or sit here waiting for the phone to work