Ghost

I'm the tap that keeps on dripping The dog that's scratching at your door I'm that nagging guilty feeling You can't find a reason for

I'm the rattle of your window That always keeps you half awake I'm the ink stain on her love letter I'm the cold you just can't shake

And every day I cry for you And wish that you were crying too

But you don't feel my pain You don't see my sorrow And the thing that hurts the most Is I'm just a ghost

I'm the frayed thread from your old jacket That always links you to the crime I'm your victim and your accomplice Forever frozen here in time

And I live in the shadow lands Of hopeless dreams and shifting sands, but

You don't feel my pain You don't see my sorrow And the thing that hurts the most Is I'm just a ghost

I miss the way you used to taste I miss your touch and your face Your secret place but

You don't feel my pain You don't see my sorrow And the thing that hurts the most Is I'm just a ghost

You don't feel my pain You don't see my sorrow And the thing that hurts the most Is I'm just a ghost…