I guess it's luck, but it's the same
Hard luck, you've been trying to tame
Maybe it's love, but it's like you said
Love is like a role that we play

But I beleive in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But I beleive in you so much
I could die from the words that you say

But you're chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
Is getting away from you again
While you're chasing ghosts

I guess it's luck, but it's the same
Hard luck, you've been trying to tame
Maybe it's love, but it's like you said
Love is like a role that we play

But I beleive in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But I beleive in you so much
I could die from the words that you say

But you're chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
Is getting away from you again
While you're chasing ghosts

Just bend the peices till they fit
Like they were made for it
But they weren't meant for this
No, they weren't meant for this

Just bend the peices till they fit
Like they were made for it
But they weren't meant for this
No, they weren't meant for this

Chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
Is getting away, away, away, away
From you again

Chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
Is getting away from you again
While you're chasing ghosts