Lyrics

I walk the streets like some invisible man
no future before me
no shadow behind
its like a child’s game of hide and go seek
but out here in nowhere
no one cares what they find

I am a ghost in my own time
a lost man looking for a piece of Paradise
searching high and low for something I can never find
I am a ghost in my own time

I couldn’t tell you just exactly the year
the day or the hour
that I disappeared
it happened slowly- too slowly to see
like continents drifting
like death drawing near

I am a ghost in my own time
a lost man looking for a piece of Paradise
searching high and low for something I can never find
I am a ghost in my own time

if you come looking, I’m not easily found
I’m usually with the shadows in some other part of town
light as a feather
falling down down down

it would be better if I’d never been born
had never laid eyes
on the day or the night
I lay me down in the hands of the Maker
the Giver and Taker
of this bitter life

I am a ghost in my own time
a dead man looking for his peace in Paradise
not looking any longer for something I can never find
I am a ghost in my own time