Follow me home if you dare to
I wouldnt know where to lead you
Should I take chances when no one took chances on me?
So I watch from the dark, wait for my life to start
With no beauty in my memory
All that I wanted was to be wanted
Too young to wander London streets, alone and haunted
Born into nothing
At least you have something, something to cling to
Visions of dazzling rooms Ill never get let into
And the memories were lost long ago
But at least you have beautiful ghosts
And so maybe my home isnt what I had known
What I thought it would be
But I feel so alive with these phantoms of night
And I know that this life isnt safe, but its wild and its free
All that I wanted was to be wanted
Ill never wander London streets, alone and haunted
Born into nothing
With them, I have something, something to cling to
I never knew Id love this world they let me into
And the memories were lost long ago
So Ill dance with these beautiful ghosts
The memories were lost long ago
So Ill dance with these beautiful ghosts