The Morning Stars

The scotch bonnet shells
From your bedside drawer
I snatched them myself
Off the ocean floor
Are strung around your neck
On a white boot lace
Youd wear them like that
Back when we used to date

If the man that you need
Honestly wasnt me
Tell me, honey
Who could that be?

If the man that you need
Honestly wasnt me
Tell me, honey
Who could that be?

Cause Im the one
Who rattles all
Your windows
And your doors
Howling in the night
Beyond your walls
Beneath your floors

At dawn I retire
With my palms on the glass
I stroll through the arcade
With the happy rats
And my hat fell in the river
And a Portuguese girl swooned
'Youre as a free as the water
But its harder to love'

So if the man that you need
Honestly wasnt me
Tell me, honey
Who could that be?

If the man that you need
Honestly wasnt me
Tell me, honey
Who could that be?

Oh, Im the one
Who rattles all
Your windows
And your doors
Howling in the night
Beyond your walls
Beneath your floors

In other words... Im your ghost

And well all run together
Underneath the morning stars
Wont you come out with us anymore?
Wont you come out with us anymore?
Why wont you come out with me anymore?
Why dont you come out with me anymore?