If you could read my mind love, 
what a tale my thoughts could tell. 
Just like an old time movie 
about 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 see. 

If I could read your mind love, 
what a tale your thoughts could tell. 
Just like a paperback novel, 
the kind the drugstore sells. 
When you reach the part where the heartaches 
come the hero would be me. 
Heroes often fail. 
And you won´t read that book again 
because the endings just to hard to take. 

I 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 in me, 
but for now love lets be real. 

I never thought I could act 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 feelings 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 about a ghost from a wishing well. 
In a castle dark or a fortress strong 
with chains upon my feet the story always ends. 
And if you read between the lines 
you´ll know that I´m just trying to understand 
the feeling that you left. 

I never thought I could feel this way 
and I got to say that I just don´t get it. 
I don´t know where we went wrong 
but the feelings gone 
and I just can´t get it back.