And I had a dream about my old school
And she was there all pink and gold and glittering,
I threw my arms around her legs
Came to weeping, came to weeping
And I heard your voice as clear as day
And you told me I should concentrate
It was all so strange
And so surreal
That a ghost should be so practical
Only if foooor a niiiiight
And the only solution was to stand and fight
And my body was bruised and I was set alight
But you came over me like some holy rite
And although I was burning, you're the only light
Only if fooor a niight
And the grass was so green against my new clothes
And I did cartwheels in your honour
Dancing on tiptoes
My own secret ceremonials
Before the service began
In the graveyard doing handstands
And I heard your voice
As clear as day
And you told me I should concentrate
It was all so strange
And so surreal
That a ghost should be so practical
ONLLLYYY IFF FOOOOR A NIIIIGHT
