Phantoms at the Edge of my Bed

Just a draft coming through my window

sleepy-covers weighing down my bed

silly phantoms at the edges

hear voices in my head

let me breathe coz I cant tell you

I can't see it anymore

If I hear you calling on me

see me running for the door

Silly phantoms at the edges

of my bed and on the floor

If you force me to roll over

I can't see you anymore

sticky fingers on my pillows

poor zacky's there no more

there's a budgie dinosaur

and he is tapping at my door

Silly phantoms at the edges

of my bed and on the floor

If you force me to roll over

I can't see you anymore