Anders Fransson Waltzing Ghost
I can't sleep, I'm twisting and turning, eyes burning
I hear sounds through the room, a waltzing ghost
He keeps adding beats to the rhythm to lose me
Changing keys to abuse me
I get up and plug my 6th string in I tweek and tune
I turn the knobs adjusting
Mr. Ghost now give me a chance and I'll play
A dance for you to keep up with
Starts on 1 and ends on a 3 if you miss a step I win and you
Leave me be
I wake up it's daylight, I lay on the floor
A string is broken my hands are bleeding sore
I get up and change all the strings with the things
I need for next night's encounter by my bed
Chase my sleeping pills with holy water
Close my curtains lay my head down, no sound
Close my eyes and there is darkness all
Around me, I hear someone is skipping a beat
Two feet are dancing upon my bedroom wall
I can't sleep, I'm twisting and turning, eyes burning
I hear sounds in the room, a waltzing ghost
