Wilson Street
Ellen O'Meara
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I used to close my eyes
And you'd be right there to kiss me
I used to say goodnight
And you'd be right there hold me
This ugly compromise
Has brought me back to Wilson Street
All there is where you once lived
Are lonely ghosts and concrete
Movin' on isn't for the meek of heart
By the night of a love so pure
And all my days haunted
All my days are haunted
You held your head up high
To see the sun is shinin' free
And you held my breath
That I might keep my lungs from drowning
While I would hide my face
Fore I let somebody see me bleed
But you're bleedin' all the time
Thick and red and honestly
Movin' on isn't for the meek of heart
By the night of a love so pure
And all my days haunted
All my days are haunted
Drove a week and back alive
Headed down to Wilson Street
I stand alone dignified
In an empty building
I'm a fool with big brown eyes
Talkin' to the ghosts I meet
Who say there's nothin' left of you
For all you had you gave to me
All you had you gave to me
Movin' on isn't for the meek of heart
By the night of a love so pure
And all my days haunted
All my days are haunted