I'm hoping that someday I can feel the way you do inside
I've never been the type to hide but I'm
Looking out from behind this slatted door and I'm stuck
Everyone's got a new way to do everything
Life is color-coded and I'm still standing by
T-shirts and dresses and contemplating
"Oh, it's getting hot in here!"
No one ever tries to find me they run around the house
And wondering where I've been finding myself
I am between the moth balls and Sunday bests
Have you ever seen that skirt?
Hung and faded in closets with me for months
Watching the kids grow up knocking and knowing
You'll never think of me the same
No, you'll see me like a ghost
Stuck in my own closet
Ghost, who knew I could be so haunted
Ghost, Ghost
I'm holding my hands tight like you hold your handshakes
And being careful to never be afraid of the people who say
The word homosexual like they're not a homosapian
And I don't keep grudges, but god I feel so dismissed
Tried to tell you about the first time I kissed a girl
And oh, it made you cry
Do you see me like a ghost
Stuck in my own closet
Ghost, who knew I could be so haunted
Ghost, Ghost
I know you try and try in your own way
To find me
But I can't help feeling like I do not
Exist to you anymore
Oh, like a ghost
Stuck in my own closet
Ghost, who knew I could be so haunted
Ghost, A ghost