Fickle Ghost کے بول

I have got to go Let me ride upon your handlebars Did you ever know I'd been waiting in a black sidecar? I'm a fickle ghost Every hour I've changed my mind But, whatever else To the present I have never lied You never went away You've been sitting in the wet back yard You didn't even hide You were waiting with a question mark Though it's what you want We will never put away the past There's a quiet witch hunt And the color's never going to hold fast There is an angry man He is looking through his sleepy eyes Turn around again Never knew it could be this wise I have got to go Let me ride upon your handlebars Did you ever know I'd be waiting to see who you are?