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Riding on a train that's a future runaway sleepin in the desert on haunted holiday and now you're miles behind me just like the setting sun Is that the best you can do? who needs a deathwish? when all I want is you there's nothing else we can do than listen to the rain while staring at the moon If this is all a dream then don't bother waking me just let me sleep in this comfortable coma and as you're standing in the sun I'll be the ghost just hiding in your shadow Where do we go from here? on this desolate highway so far away from home here we go again chasing the ghost on a haunted holiday blistered by the sun you are venomous and I know to stay away grains of sand are slippin through my hand as the moments pass away From Letras Mania