Hugh Graeme - Ghost Lyrics

I saw you stand at the bottom of my bed
You were lonely and lost and out of your head
Tell me what did you do?
Where did you go wrong?
Why the hell do you?
Why the hell do you want to hang on?

Moving through the walls
Climbing up the stairs
Sitting at the bottom of my bed
I'm unaware
Trying to contact me, touch me
On the kitchen chair
Clinging to a life
Clinging to a life of being just there

Hang on, hang on
Why the hell do you hang on?
Hang on, hang on
Who do you want to hang on?

Ooh let your spirit soar
Take you to a place
Where they can't see you anymore
This is an immaterial place to be
No one can see you neither can he
This is an immaterial place to be
No one can see you neither can we

Hang on, hang on
Why the hell do you hang on?
No point in hanging on
Hang on, hang on
Who do you want to hang on?
Hang on to

Hang on, hang on
Why the hell do you hang on?
No point in hanging on
Hang on, hang on
Who do you want to hang on?
Hang on to