[00:00.00] 作词 : Jacob Montague/Tyler Madsen/Tyler Goerzen/Natalie Nicoles
[00:00.16] 作曲 : Jacob Montague/Tyler Madsen/Tyler Goerzen/Natalie Nicoles
[00:00.33]you said that it's getting cold
[00:06.39]small-talking about the weather
[00:09.33]“if you could be so bold”
[00:14.61]you asked if you could wear my sweater
[00:18.45]i didn't wash it for weeks
[00:22.38]i couldn't bear to lose the memory
[00:26.31]secrets i promised to keep
[00:30.45]you buried in the folds of my sleeves
[00:37.17]and i knew then that i couldn't let you go
[00:42.60]you haunted me like my favorite kind of ghost
[00:54.27]we said, “let's give it a go”
[01:00.75]i followed you to san francisco
[01:04.35]you slept just down the street
[01:08.43]i didn't sleep a wink - dreaming of you next to me
[01:12.54]i knew then that i couldn't let you go
[01:20.76]you haunted me like my favorite kind of ghost
[01:37.47]and i knew then that i couldn't let you go
[01:38.34]you haunted me like my favorite kind of ghost
[01:40.53]ooh
[01:40.92]ooh
[01:41.13]ooh
[01:45.09]ooh
[02:21.24]ooh
[02:32.70]ooh
[02:32.73]now you sleep next to me
[02:38.40]we spend our mornings dressed in bedsheets
[02:42.39]and you still haunt me

作词 : Jacob Montague/Tyler Madsen/Tyler Goerzen/Natalie Nicoles
作曲 : Jacob Montague/Tyler Madsen/Tyler Goerzen/Natalie Nicoles
you said that it's getting cold
small-talking about the weather
“if you could be so bold”
you asked if you could wear my sweater
i didn't wash it for weeks
i couldn't bear to lose the memory
secrets i promised to keep
you buried in the folds of my sleeves
and i knew then that i couldn't let you go
you haunted me like my favorite kind of ghost
we said, “let's give it a go”
i followed you to san francisco
you slept just down the street
i didn't sleep a wink - dreaming of you next to me
i knew then that i couldn't let you go
you haunted me like my favorite kind of ghost
and i knew then that i couldn't let you go
you haunted me like my favorite kind of ghost
ooh
ooh
ooh
ooh
ooh
ooh
now you sleep next to me
we spend our mornings dressed in bedsheets
and you still haunt me