I’m Not A Ghost

I’m not comfortable on my own, or when you’re leaving
So I’ll follow you wherever you go
And I know this isn’t normal, I’m walking back and forth between
The window and the sunlight, trying to figure out what it means
To be trusted, to be normal, to be lifted off my feet
And told - I’m not a ghost

And I know this isn’t normal, I’m drifting in and out of sleep
Like my head just isn’t nothin’, but a place to store my dreams
Where I’m happy, where I’m normal, where I’m lifted off my feet
And told - I’m not a ghost