If you could read my mind love, what a tale my thought could tell.
Just like an old-time movie ‘bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong, with chains upon my feet.
You know that ghost is me, and I will never be set free
as long as I’m a ghost that you can’t see.
If I could read your mind love, what a tale your thought could tell
Just like a paperback novel, the kind the drugstores sell.
Then you reached the part where the heartaches come,
the hero would be me, but heroes often fail.
And you won’t read that book again because the ending’s just to hard to take.
I’d walk away like a movie star who gets burned in a three way script,
enter number two.
A movie queen to play the scene of bringing all the good things out of me.
But for now love let’s be real I never thougth I could feel this way and I’ve got to say
that I just don’t get it.
I don’t know where we went wrong but the feelin’s gone and I just can’t get it back.
If you could read my mind love what a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie, ‘bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong with chains upon my feet.
But stories always end and if you read between the lines you’d know that I’m just tryin’ to understand the feelings that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way and I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it
I don’t know where we went wrong but the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back.
