Cloud Cult - The Ghost Inside Our House

We saw a ghost inside our house
Or was it wishful thinkin'?
Oh god, don't leave us by ourselves
Or we're bound to take up drinkin'

Please send us a miracle
So I know that there is meaning
I said, "I think that it's a miracle
Just to be breathin'"

So live on
Baby live on
Live on
Baby live on

Packed up my clothes in a grocery bag
I'm going to find the creator
An old man in the clouds or a happy little alien
Whoever it is I need to thank her

And even though I don't know God
I'm happy with the mystery
And I'm certain that I feel it
Every time that you sing to me

It's a song
Life is like a song
It's a song
A humble song

I watched you sleep until 5 am
Cause I want to be part of your dreaming
Oh love, don't leave me by myself
Or I'm bound to lose my meaning

We'll start a little family
And call it our religion
Hunt for ghosts inside our house
'Cause we'll never give up wishing

That we live on
May we live on
In our song
Our humble song