I'm in the belly of a canyon,
I can't come up with any reason
Why a ghost is following me,
Why a ghost is following me.

I'm got some feed for the longing,
I've got the killer for the bad dreams,
The apparition dancing with me,
Stepping down all over my feet.

There is no key to my gate, but you can still come around.
Lean your ladder against my window and I'll come down,
I'll come down.

Sometimes I don't know what I'm seeing,
Who's keeping track of all that's breathing?
There's a world that's waiting for me,
There's a world that's waiting for me.

I'm in the belly of a canyon,
I can't come up with any reason
Why a ghost is following me,
Why a ghost is following me.

There is no key to my gate, but you can still come around.
Lean your ladder against my window and I'll come down,
I'll come down.

There is no key to my gate, but you can still come around.
Lean your ladder against my window and I'll come down,
I'll come down.

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): GEORGE WILLIAM LEWIS