There are thieves outside of our window
They don't belong
They don't belong
Is there nothing sacred or hollow?
It's time to move on
We've gotta move on and leave this all behind
'Cause this house is getting colder
These shadows will not die
They're haunting every corner
The ghosts of Shangri-La
There are visions in every doorway
They're never gone
They only haunt
Where these spirits bring only heartache
I try to stay strong
I try to hold on but I'm slipping from inside
And these children at my shoulder
They don't see the tears I cry
Still fighting to get over
The ghost of Shangri-La
And this house is getting colder
These shadows will not die
They're haunting every corner
The ghosts of Shangri-La
And these children at my shoulder
They don't see the tears I cry
Still fighting to get over
The ghost of Shangri-La