Tekstovi: Nanci Griffith. Clock Without Hands. The Ghost Inside Of Me.

Every prayer that I'm not praying, and every promise I'm betraying
Every price that I am paying, is like a ghost inside of me
Every road I could be taking, every dream I am forsaking
Every heart that's out there breaking, is like a ghost inside of me

Look around, around, look around
Every time I turn around
I'm not who I ought to be
Down, down, it gets me down
Every time I look around
There is something haunting me

Every friend I am deserting, and every danger I am flirting
Every word that ends up hurting, is like a ghost inside of me
Every heart I could be cheering, and every love that I am fearing
Every cry I am hearing, is like a ghost inside of me

Look around, around, look around
Every time I turn around
I'm not who I ought to be
Down, down, it gets me down
Every time I look around
There is something haunting me

Every tear that I'm not crying, and every pain I am denying
Every lie I'm justifying, is like a ghost inside of me
Like a ghost inside of me
Like a ghost inside of me
Like a ghost inside of me