| Ghost with a name, it used to haunt me*
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| Taunt me with shackles and chains
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| When I used to believe
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| But the ghost was alive and hollow inside
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| Her body still warm with the tears in her eyes
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| She wouldn’t leave
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| She wouldn’t leave
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| Four long years and I know where I’ve been
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| I’ve been stuck up in a slow rewind
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| From the sweat of my mind
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| It comes and it goes from the shadows below
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| It hung high so I laid low
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| And now I leave it behind
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| And now I leave it behind
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| Oh oh oh
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| A mile down the road that the black stones pave
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| I ran from the sea and got caught by her wave
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| She took me away
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| While my faith was blind, my eyes could see
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| I was sure that the cure would remedy me
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| But it was just the disease
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| Just the disease
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| Now I stop thinking about it
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| It’s wasted enough of my time
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| I catch a breeze and throw a fit
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| Now I know
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| Oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh
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| I wonder no more, I don’t wonder for the sake of making new mistakes,
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| oh no no no
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| I wonder no more, I don’t wonder for the sake of making bodies ache and my head
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| so sore
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| Wonder no more now I wonder no more
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| Wonder no more now I wonder no more |