About the Ghosts کے بول

Lean into me And let my marching heart beat Away the ghosts in your head They leave in tears that we shed Lean into me And let my marching heart beat Away the ghosts in your head They leave in tears that we shed It comes from the blue To learn that you and I can Bloom if we want to It comes from the blue To learn that you and I can Bloom if we want to Now we're lighting up outside your window Don't you know you mother sees And it's nothing new but we're On fire and she's not best pleased And it comes from the blue To learn that you and I can Bloom if we want to But you said the ghosts in our heads