Haunted Moon

In the middle of a haunted moon with both eyes closed
Have you ever stopped to think that we’re the ghosts?
Just because you can see your hands
Hotel rooms and ceiling fans
Doesn’t mean that we’re not dead

In the middle of a waiting room
With both eyes closed
Don’t you find it rather strange
That no one knows?
Just because the doctor says you’re fine
You got a tan and a glass of wine
Doesn’t mean that you’re not dead

In the middle of a traffic jam
With both eyes closed
Have you ever stopped to think that we’re the ghosts?
Sirens screaming in the midnight air
People slow down to stop and stare
What does it mean if we’re still here?

Have you ever wanted love so bad?
In the middle of a haunted moon with both eyes closed
Have every wanted love so bad?

In the middle of a haunted moon
Lying naked in a hotel room
It’s happening all over again
My eyes are wide to the ceiling fan
Have you ever wanted love so bad?