Im not comfortable on my own, or when youre leaving
So ill follow you wherever you go
And i know this isnt normal, im walking back and forth between
The window and the sunlight, trying to figure out what it means
To be trusted, to be normal, to be lifted off my feet
And told - im not a ghost

And i know this isnt normal, im drifting in and out of sleep
Like my head just isnt nothin but a place to store my dreams
Where im happy, where im normal, where im lifted off my feet
And told - im not a ghost