I hold her head in my hands
Pull the shades down tight
I hold open my eyes like I could hold onto the night
Because tomorrow on an outbound train through a window pane
She mouths the words I love you
I love you too
Sitting lookin' at the roses in the yard
An arms length away from each other
She says the roses in the yard are further proof of God
Her face melts into a smile, she's known for a while but my advances come to late
Her father got a job in another state
And now it's
20 below and I could do without
And late here is pastel
But I don't want to talk about it
And today's friends are tomorrow's ghosts
Tomorrow's lovers are today's unknowns
But do what you can do about it
She always lived in her dreams
I told her you could do anything
But I never imagined those dreams
Without you and me
Finally she took that step and left home
And left me all alone
And now
And now it's
20 below and I could do without
And late here is pastel
But I don't want to talk about it
And today's friends are tomorrow's ghosts
Tomorrow's lovers are today's unknowns
But do what you can do about it
I could see it in her eyes
It's like her thoughts were too big for her mind
And now she's just a ghost on a wire
And the further I drift from home
The more I've known and the less I know
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire
And now, and now
She's a ghost on a wire