Maybe I'm just a ghost
Disappear when anybody's close
Go through you when you try to hold
Try to hold me near

Maybe I'm just a ghost
Emptier than anybody knows
Maybe I'm on the ropes
Or I'm not even here

Yeah!

Everytime I try to walk through walls
More walls appear
What's the point of feeling love for you when you don't believe I'm here?
What's the point of trying to raise your voice if no one ever hears?
Everytime I try to pull you close
You disappear

Maybe I'm a ghost
Just a whisper in a puff of smoke
A secret that nobody knows
No one will ever hear

Or maybe I'm a ghost
A spectre on a rollercoaster
A thorn without a rose
Just something people fear

Yeah!

And everytime I thought I'd walk through walls
It's all becoming clear
What's the point in feeling love for you
When you don't believe I'm here?

What's the point in saying 'Rescue me!'
If no one ever hears?
Every time I try to pull you close
You disappear
Every time I try to pull you close
You disappear

And everytime I thought I'd walk through walls
It's all becoming clear
Everytime I try to pull you close
You disappear
Everytime I try to pull you close
You disappear


Written by Berryman, Buckland, Champion, Martin.
Produced by Coldplay, Paul Epworth, Daniel Green and Rik Simpson.
Mixed by Rik Simpson.
Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, NY.
Engineered by Olga Fitzroy and Matt Wiggins
with Jaime Sickora, Chris Owens and Joe Visciano.
Additional studio assistance by Tom Bailey, Fiona Cruickshank,
Nicolas Essig, Jeff Gartenbaum, Christian Green, Joseph Hartwell Jones,
Pablo Hernandez, Neil Lambert, Matt McGinn, Adam Miller, Roxy Pope,
John Prestage, Bill Rahko, Kyle Stevens.
Extra magic by Mike Dean, Jon Hopkins and Madeon.
Strings arranged and conducted by John Metcalfe.

Published by Universal Music Publishing MGB Ltd.