When the room is quiet, a daylight almost gone, it seems there's something I should know. Well, I ought to leave, but the rain, it never stops and I've no particular place to go. Just when I think I'm winning, when I've broken every door, the ghosts of my life grow wilder than before. Just when I thought I could not be stopped, when my chance came to be king, the ghosts of my life grow wilder than the wind. Well, I'm feeling nervous, now I find myself alone, the simple life's no longer there. Once I was so sure, now the doubt inside my mind comes and goes but leads nowhere. Just when I think I'm winning, when I've broken every door, the ghosts of my life grow wilder than before. Just when I thought I could not be stopped, when my chance came to be king, the ghosts of my life grow wilder than the wind. Just when I think I'm winning, when I've broken every door, the ghosts of my life grow wilder than before. Just when I thought I could not be stopped, when my chance came to be king, the ghosts of my life grow wilder than the wind. *