Every time I think of you   I feel the coldest chill   I think about your great escape   An artist with expert skills   It's painful when you're not around   But it's bound to change      You're the ghost   Empty are these hands   You're the ghost   There's no turning back   No turning back      Every time these lights go out   I'm in this fire drill   With bloodshot eyes I stand on guard   This room is quiet and still   Was never one to lay any blame   For the story's the same      You're the ghost   In empty obvious hands   You're the ghost   There's no turning back   There's no turning back      You're the ghost   In empty obvious hands   You're the ghost   There's no turning back      There's no turning back   Oh, there's no turning back   There's no turning