The Ghost

Never enough

Yet always too much

Killing my time

'Till faith's hands touch

And open up

The gates of light

And push me forward

To the way of the bright

In my nightmare

I hear you cry

And see the tears that make you blind

I'm gonna be a ghost

In my nightmare

I hear you cry

And see the tears

Gonna be a ghost

Our short lives are

Like hot rain eating

The snow thinning ice

Frozen souls' heating

Like standin' in fire and

Drink water to survive

End's surely comin'

But when or why?

In my nightmare...

Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost

Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost

Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost

Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost

In my nightmare...

Ghost, ghost, ghost

Ghost, a lonely ghost

Ghost, ghost, ghost

Ghost, a hauntin' ghost

Ghost, ghost' Yahoo