We could stay up all night Pretending we are new And we could spend some time talking About the quality of time Just as the waters will rise and fall There is an end to it all Having a ghost in my bed Doesn't that make me a little bit dead Spending each dime on a cure for my head Is killing the time that we think that we have We could stay up all night Pretending we are new And we could spend some time talking About the quality of time Just as the waters will rise and fall There is an end to it all