Tell the moon it's time to go Tell the stars to fade There is still love inside my toes And mistakes left to make I wanna get Rid of it But i don't know how I wanna get rif of it! This ghost That i've been singing about So full of doubt my love Tell the wound its' time to heal Tell the tiller-man my tale Give me love you wont give to yourself There's still air left to inhale I wanna get Rid of it But i don't know how I wanna get rif of it! This ghost That i've been singing about So full of doubt my love Tell the king i'm broke as him Tell the minute to linger While i balance a spoonful of world On the edge of my finger# I wanna get Rid of it But i don't know how I wanna get rif of it! This ghost That i've been singing about So full of doubt my love