| I live with the ghosts |
| Upstairs on the fifth floor |
| I give away most of my cares but they walk out the door |
| I guess that it’s time |
| To give up all those bad ways |
| And realize |
| All that counts is our good days |
| Show yourself |
| Come on and show yourself |
| Show yourself |
| Come on and show yourself |
| I guess it all depends on you |
| I guess that it’s time |
| To get up and find a good place |
| Where I can see beauty and find eternal grace |
| But I don’t know where you are |
| And I can’t cope |
| I don’t even know |
| Who you are, but your my only hope |
| Show yourself |
| Come on and show yourself |
| Show yourself |
| Come on and show yourself |
| I guess it all depends on you |
| I guess I could pretend it’s you |
| Show yourself, why don’t you |
| Show yourself, why don’t you |
| Show yourself, why don’t you |
| Show yourself, why don’t you |
| Show yourself… |