Oh, turn your lamps down low,
Keep the light so dim that you can't see
What's out there ahead of you.
My dear, there are secrets here--
I will carry them home,
Carry them home
If only I could break
The chain of disappointments weighing me down,
Shake off the ghosts
That whisper warnings whenever you're not around.
(You're not around)
But I won't be afraid
Of all the things I've wanted--
It's the fear
And not the ghost
That leaves me haunted, haunted
See what a life you lead:
You're an anchor for all the heaviest
Regrets inside of you.
Escape-- we collect mistakes--
I will carry them home,
Carry them home
If only I could break
The chain of disappointments weighing me down,
Shake off the ghosts
That whisper warnings whenever you're not around.
(You're not around)
But I won't be afraid
Of all the things I've wanted--
It's the fear
And not the ghost
That leaves me haunted, haunted