There's nobody out there, it's just the noise of the wind There's nobody out there and nobody is getting in I hope that happiness finds it's way to your little house While you were sleeping I, I played a ghost in a sheet When our frames collide there's nothing left to be There's nobody out there, the rain is just starting to fall You get some reset now you'll worry yourself thin I hope that happiness finds it's way to your little house While you were sleeping I, I played a ghost in a sheet When our frames collide there's nothing left to be The skeletal wings of birds I'll take the stairs The ghosts of tiny animals with the tiniest of feet The forecast is going down a storm