Here Comes The Ghost
Nanne Grönvall

I'm waiting for the morning, the gentle glow
I know the light should have been here an hour ago
But still the fog keeps drifting and something's out there
My tears are freezing as I'm walking down the empty stairways
He'll soon be inside, oh why won't he let go

I see that ghost again
I see that ghost again

Who am I trying to fool, is it the white faced clown
Though I can not see the serpent, I know he's in town
It is that sense of chaos, that's getting closer
Just as my story seems to go towards a happy ending
Just as I feel I am the queen of the show

REF: I see that ghost again
I see that ghost again
It's getting near the end
I can't believe I must face that fear again

I feel so lost in the house that we shared
The phone is ringing but nobody's there
And just as I'm about to cry in despair
I see a light outside my window, the sky is cracking up
Here comes the sunrise

But soon I'm back in business still selling lies
I'm shaking hands with a stranger avoiding his eyes
And though his grip is frosty, it feels familiar
The words I try to speak become a chant of fright
Just as I thought I could escape from the eternal night

REF: Here comes the ghost again
Here comes the ghost again
It's getting near the end
I can't believe I must face that fear again