Every night i leave the same house
always the police all around
but they don't see me leave the grounds
'cause they're too busy with what's found
a chair, and there
a girl with a blank stare
a ringing telephone
she's muttering alone
i don't believe in ghosts
stepped into the light
to visit from another time
somehow i got trapped on this side
and now i cannot say goodbye
to the chair where the girl with the black hair
answers the telephone
and mutters to someone
I don't believe in ghosts
somewhere that house is full of sounds of laughter
paper dolls and cups of tea
somehow i have to get there
one more chance to see my beautiful marie
it was an awful trick
and it isn't fair
that life was intended for me
somehow i have to get there
one more chance to tell her how i feel
| 1 | This Night |
| 2 | Goodbye Silk City |
| 3 | The Air Of Ambition |
| 4 | Who Stands Beneath A Dream |
| 5 | Waking Up Is Good |
| 6 | Out Of The Running |
| 7 | Slap Me Five |
| 8 | Seallow |
| 9 | Lifetime |