[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