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