Ghost Towns Songtext
von Nick Thomas

I made my peace with how things have got to be now
White-knuckle grip on the wheel
It′s high time I get this show on the road -- all alone -- good luck from here on out
I understand but that doesn't mean it doesn′t keep me up at night
Warm engine push me along, need to find myself a new place, forgive her face,
Turn this wrong back into alright.


Every ghost town looks like paradise to me
Within every dusty, haunted building lies my safety from your misery
I just can't actually believe this is happening

I misplaces my hope,
I left it in the foreign alleyways I roam
I care so much more than she knows
But that don't make a damn bit of difference now
It′s stunning how I made it back home

Every ghost town look a like paradise to me
Within every dusty, haunted building lies my safety from your misery
I just can′t actually believe this is happening