There are thieves outside of our window They don't belong They don't belong Is there nothing sacred or hallowed? It's time to move on We've got to move on, and leave this all behind Because this house is getting colder These shadows will not die They're haunting every corner The ghost of Shangri La There are visions in every doorway They're never gone They only haunt Where these spirits bring only heartache I try to stay strong I try to hold on, but I'm slipping from inside And these children at my shoulder They don't see the tears I cry Still fighting to get over The ghost of Shangri La And this house is getting colder These shadows will not die They're haunting every corner The ghost of Shangri La And these children at my shoulder They don't see the tears I cry Still fighting to get over The ghost of Shangri La