Not far from my front door
A dirt road just too short
For my words to run away
Please don't go please stay
Cold as snow
I feel like a ghost in my own show
Under the old oak tree
We made amends
You and I
And promised we would never leave
As the willow weeps our sorrows
Cold as snow
I feel like a ghost in my own show
Cold as snow
I dream like a ghost in my own show
On the most beautiful cloud you said
Indulge in my loved one, isn't she grand?
Saddened by the fact
You have no one to feel
Dream of spiders
Dream of spiders
Not too far from my front door
As the willow weeps our sorrows
Cold as snow
I feel like a ghost in my own show
They say your heart will stop
If you place a diamond on the mountain top
All your friends, they disappear
Watching them fade with fear
Cold as snow
I feel like a ghost in my own show
Cold as snow your shoulder
As if I never helped you then