Ghosts and Demons in my hair I tell them leave but they don't care Twisted moon and circling sun Wind wails, a storm has come Knife cuts across the land Mother Nature's heavy hand
And the world could crumble round me I'm so lonely, I'm so lonely Your clothes stay plastered to me I'm so lonely, I'm so lonely
Night like this there will be no sleep Sandman leaves me without a peep My eyes are itching, my throat burns Fever watches, awaits his turn Ghosts and Demons fuss and fret They'll be around for sometime yet
And I have reached the point of no return and that's a fact I need a voice, a hand, a friend, something to pull me back