Every time I look up at these pictures on the wall
I think I hear you callin' but there's no one there at all
All the rooms are empty, dusty echoes in the hall
It's all wrong, she's long gone
Like a ghost town
The cold wind blowin' down an empty street
Like a ghost town
Shadow of what used to be
All we were keeps on haunting me
Like a ghost town
This house was full of color now it looks all dark and grey
Where once was music a piano waits to play
Now I'll spend tomorrow in a town called yesterday
It's all wrong, she's long gone

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): DAVID MALLOY, JASON RINGENBERG, RICHARD BRANNAN