Ginger Lyrics - Jeremiah Freed

Ginger
Certain kinds of nights
find me swimming alone,
inside my bed
Certain kinds of song
leave me without a soun
without a trace
Now I know
something aint righ
inside of he
Certain kinds of sounds
find me slippin' away
Driftin away
Certain kinds of light
find me sfalling into
her summer dres
Now I know,
something aint righ
inside of her
It's not out of respect
the door is closed but the walls still haunt me
Still haunt me
Now I know
somethin aint righ
inside of her.