[Verse 1]
Searching surely around every direction
I'm seeking anything suspiciously skewed
Like the fingerprints they found at the scene here
There's identity within this evidence
[Verse 2]
Right down the road, I hear the ambulance
One chance, we'll dance just like the siren spinning around and around
So close to the ghost, so close, he's at the end of the hall
[Chorus]
Feels like illusion, this point of view bittersweet with clues
Secrets handed from this sleeping eye we're seeing through
Caught in this dream, but now
I wake to find these images were proof
Like a pointing hand that traced the footsteps back to you
[Verse 3]
Slowly pulling at the foot of your bedside
Is the same disciple who's been visiting you
Now if you're so overwhelmed and it's hard to stay in tune
Let yourself slip away from what's come over you
[Chorus]
Feels like illusion, this point of view bittersweet with clues
Secrets handed from this sleeping eye we're seeing through
Caught in this dream, but now
I wake to find these images were proof
Like a pointing hand that traced the footsteps back to you