Caught between life is a losing game And this one's for the dead I'm not the one to sift for gold among the dirt of what was said I'm sitting in a chair with a cold sweat in my hair As a needle breaks the skin I don't want to see you hold a mirror up to me I know that state that I am in And I keep pushing you away And all I really long to do Is hold you close I want to give up the ghost but the ghost won't give up me So easily [?] the neon light that showed up All the dead bugs on the windscreen As I turn to you the sky from black to blue The only extras at the end of the scene The traffic moving slow down in the valley below Up to the seagull on the wing When it's how we are, mixed up two part starlight One part loneliness And I keep pushing you away And all I really long to do Is hold you close I want to give up the ghost but the ghost won't give up me So easily