Music: Alexander Carlson/David Parris/Jackson Phillips
Sweet talking
Your apartment
I said softly
"You can be honest"
'Cause the way I feel is haunted by you and I
Every day I breathe, it's harder to give you up
So where will you go?
So electric, your soul
Still wearing your ghost
So electric, your soul
Hands locked in your pockets
I walk Broadway just to recall it
'Cause the way I feel is haunted by you and I
Every day I breathe, it's harder to give you up
So where will you go?
So electric, your soul
Still wearing your ghost
So electric, your soul
So where will you go?
So electric, your soul
Still wearing your ghost
So electric, your soul