Ghost

Annie, I just had a sex dream
And I think that you loved me
I’m too lucky
I woke up sticky
And I think it’s you and me

They say oh my god, Jesus Christ
He was dead and then alive
Big blue eyes
I’ll sing it if I like

I told a joke woke up the summer
And now I’m full of you, pull me through
Into the room it’s getting louder
And you don’t see her there, but god I swear
My Annie’s there

But you’ll never know
You wouldn’t believe her
They like when I sing
But it’s a terrible sound
And I ought to know
Just how to get over
My head up in the clouds