Not The Ghost

Oh, turn your lamps down low (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 (there are secrets here)
I will carry them home
Carry them home

If only I could break the chain of disappointment weighing me down
Shake off the ghosts that whisper warnings
Whenever you're not around (you're not around)
I won't be afraid of all the things I wanted
It's the fear, and not the ghost that leaves me haunted, haunted

See what a life you lead (what a life you lead)
You're an anchor for all the heaviest regrets inside you
Escape, we collect mistakes (we collect mistakes)
I will carry them home
Carry them home

If only I could break the chain of disappointment weighing me down
Shake off the ghosts that whisper warnings whenever you're not around (you're not around)
I won't be afraid of all the things I wanted
It's the fear, and not the ghost that leaves me haunted, haunted

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh