Jukebox The Ghost

She recognizes the voice on the phone
But she can't recall his face
She hears knocking on her door at night
But he never leaves a trace
She's had seven thousand nights with the very same scene
Repeated again and again in her dreams:
A muffled scream, and a broken fall as the moonlight streams in from
down the End of the hall,
it's just the stars stooping down to sing their goodbyes while a
Man with a briefcase and hollowed out eyes spoke...
Over and over again...
Over and over again...
Stranger things have happened in my time
Stranger things have happened in my time