What had become of
The woman who lingered around 
In the photo
The daughter of Diane
Would never ever be bound 
To the basic
To rise up again
Rise up again 
Like a ghost
I saw it
Rise up again
Rise up again 
Like a ghost
Here with me
You will stop
I'm not ready to know who she was was ooo oooh
Stop I'm not ready to know who she was was ooo oooh
There is a difference between 
What you want them to know 
And what they have to know 
There in the mirror
Reality never was found 
From the waist up 
To rise up again
Rise up again 
Like a ghost
It started to
Rise up again
Rise up again 
Like a ghost
Here with me
You will stop
I'm not ready to know who she was was ooo oooh
Stop I'm not ready to know who she was was ooo oooh 
Stop I'm not ready to know who she was ooo oooh
Stop I'm not ready to know who she was was ooo oooh