I believe I’ve seen a ghost And I don’t know who it is It just follows me around Pretending to exist
I’ve never related more To anything or anyone before I can’t explain it
I see longing in its eyes I can’t quite put my finger on it There’s just something about its face That makes me sad It’s as much afraid as it’s haunted
I’ve never related more To anything or anyone before I can’t explain it
Politely, I asked: Are you real? It said: Here, let me prove it It placed its hand in my hand And neither one of us could feel it
Don’t kill the messenger, it begged You’re alive, quit acting like you’re dead Like a mirror, it spoke so clear Don’t you recognize the reason why you’re here?
