Christine Rosander my heart is a ghost town

It's a day when the rays of the sun burn a path across the sky.
And a twig snaps beneath your feet, the riverbed is dry.
I see you in the back of my mind,
I see you in the rear-view mirror.
You are there in the corner of my eye,
But when I look you disappear.
My heart is a ghost town.
Windows boarded up the shades are drawn.
My heart is a ghost town.
When the sun goes down,
The moon comes out,
And midnight rolls around,
My heart is a ghost town.
I see the highway stretch before me wavy in the desert heat.
There's a trail of bleached white bones the buzzards have picked clean.
Are you my drink of cool clear water, waiting ‘round the bend?
Or are you just a mirage that vanishes the closer I get?
My heart is a ghost town.
Windows boarded up the shades are drawn.
My heart is a ghost town.
When the sun goes down,
The moon comes out,
And midnight rolls around,
My heart is a ghost town.
My heart is a ghost town.
Ky I o ky ae, I ‘m still waiting for you.
Ky I o ky ae, when the winds of the desert blow cool.
My heart is a ghost town.
Streets are empty all is quiet.
My heart is a ghost town.
When the sun goes down,
The moon comes out,
The wicked wind begins to howl.
It's over now,
When midnight rolls around.
My heart is a ghost town,
…my heart,
…my heart.