Ghosts In The Wind

Richard Thompson · Across A Crowded Room [1990]

Call my name?

Did you call my name in the night?

In the whispers and sighs

In the whispers and sighs of the night



Ah, ghosts in the wind

Yeah, ghosts in the wind



Now this old house moves

This old house moves and moans

The tongues of the night

The tongues of the night stir my bones



Ah, ghosts in the wind

Oh, ghosts in the wind



When will my sore heart ever mend



I'm empty and cold

I'm empty and cold like a ruin

The wind tears through me

The wind tears through me like the ruin



Ah, ghosts in the wind

Oh, ghosts in the wind



When will my sore heart ever mend



Ghosts in the wind

Ah, ghosts in the wind