Testo Too many ghosts Big Country

Too many ghosts

I took my past out for a ride
Along the North SeaAll my demons in the back seat
Crying out for me Time to pay the piper, time to call in a marker
Time to cough it up
The last thing on my mind
Was another shot at love Too many, too many, too many ghosts
One too many ghosts to fall in love Avarice and drunkenness
Pride and infidelity
I left them off at a bus stop
Along the coast You brushed past from nowhere
And you sat right up front with me
You were looking like a virgin
Unconfirmed, waiting for the host But there are no virgins here
No novices
No innocence
Just the dark desire for forgiveness Too many, too many, too many ghosts
One too many ghosts to fall in
Too many, too many, too many ghosts
One too many ghosts to fall in love I took my new love out for a ride
Along the North SeaForgiveness or forgetfulnessIt's all the same to me And as I stare into her eyes
And press her in my arms
I look over her shoulder
And there my demons are Too many, too many, too many ghosts
One too many ghosts to fall in
Too many, too many, too many ghosts
One too many ghosts to fall in love