Texty: Titiyo. Come Along. Show.

I live with the ghosts
Upstairs on the fifth floor
I give away most of my cares
But they walk out the door

I guess that it's time
To give up all those bad ways
And realize
All that counts is our good days

Show yourself
Come on and show yourself
Show yourself
Come on and show yourself

I guess it all depends on you
I guess that it's time
To get up and find a good place
Where I can see beauty and find eternal grace

But I don't know where you are
And I can't cope
I don't even know who you are
But you're my only hope

Show yourself
Come on and show yourself
Show yourself
Come on and show yourself

I guess it all depends on you
I guess I could pretend it's you

Show yourself, why don't you?
Show yourself, why don't you?
Show yourself, why don't you?
Show yourself, why don't you show yourself?