I’ve been down wandering past Second Street
And looking at the ghosts of you and me
And thinking back on all those memories
Of how we used to be

I’ve been hearing, I hear those voices
Over the noises of the breaking glass
And all those plans we had to get us through
They’re never coming true

And I hope to hope that you won’t forget
And I’m hoping, hope you know that
I can clearly see the ghosts of you and me
And I’m just a moved on memory

And you’re still alive
And I’m still getting by
On these dead end streets
The ghosts of you and me

I’m still talking, I talk of what we’ll do
To the ghosts of me and you
And I’m still looking back into past
When we were all we had

And I hope to hope that you won’t forget
And I’m hoping, hope you know that
I can clearly see, the ghosts of you and me
And I’m just a moved on memory

And you’re still alive
And I’m still getting by
On these dead end streets
The ghosts of you and me
The ghosts of you and me
The ghosts of you and me

Hope you won’t forget
Hope you know that I’ll always regret
Those things I’ve said
Hope you know that I can clearly see
The ghosts of you and me
'Cause I'm just a moved on memory

And you’re still alive
And I’m still getting by
On these dead end streets
The ghosts of you and me

The ghosts of you and me
The ghosts of you and me
The ghosts of you and me