If that was our goodbye kiss. Seems a habit too good to miss. Once more for the memory. Hit the heights too well that time. To leave it there would be a crime. Seems more like beginning to me. At least we tried took the biggest bite. Least we did it right. With all our soulds and all our might. Blue murder on the dance floor. French kisses in the rain. Blood wedding in the water. Till I see you again. Dutch courage is the game. And the ghost of you walks the ghost of you walks. The ghost of you walks. The ghost of you walks right through my head. Sleepwalks at the foot of my bed. Sends old shivers over my skin. Love like that won't let go. It's got some kind of a mind of its own. I can't break out and I can't break in. At least we lived took it all at a rush. At least we loved too much. Felt too much cared too much. Blue murder on the dance floor. French kisses in the rain. Blood wedding in the water. Till I see you again. Dutch courage is the game. And the ghost of you walks the ghost of you walks. The ghost of you walks