I am a prince i have it all
i hear your footsteps through the wall
i wait in silence for your call
then take a shot and watch you fall
I am a ghost but i cannot fly
i'm stuck here as the years slide by
i need a resting place 'cause i
already felt my body die
If i had a host of ghosts
living on my street
i'd jive and strive to stay alive
and offer them some meat
I need a different life i think
perhaps i'd be the missing link
and treasure moments as i drink
away the memories let the sink