I´m losing my mind in a record amount of time
Is it all in my head?
These ghosts in the hall ways, and mirrors, and under my bed

In each town I find there´s always a graveyard near by
I´m taking her home
That girl from Glasgow whose father just left her alone

And I was moved inside that crooked room
I reached out my hand and shyly asked her to dance
She cried as we swayed and in my head that song continues to play
The saddest melody that just won´t go away

And in my mind she´s fully real
A little voice that helps me feel
And if they thought I was crazy then
Wait until they meet my friend