Ghost on the highway
Bird with metal wings
Ghost on the highway
Bird with metal wings
Crowd all around me
Just don't hear a thing
Ghost on the highway
Bird with metal wings
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing tell me
You don't telephone
You don't telephone
You don't telephone
You don't telephone me
Stand in the doorway
There in the yellow light
Down in the doorway
Bathed in morning light
Saw you before me
Thought maybe it might
Down in the doorway
Under yellow light
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing tell me
You don't telephone
You don't telephone
You don't telephone
You don't telephone me
You never spoke a word
But it's over
I saw the way you turned your head
You never spoke a word
But it's understood
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing tell me
You don't telephone
You don't telephone
You don't telephone
You don't telephone me
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing wrong
What am I doing tell me
You don't telephone
You don't telephone
You don't telephone
You don't telephone me
Writer(s): David Gray
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