Ghost of You

Your perfume still lives in the hallway Your coffee cup still sits by the sink I hear the key turn every Sunday Then remember, and I sit back and think I keep living with the ghost of you Walking through the rooms we knew Every shadow wears your face Nothing fills this empty space Friends say I should move to a new place Paint the walls and burn the photographs But I'd rather keep a haunted heart Than lose the echo of your laugh Stay, just stay Even if you're not really here I keep living with the ghost of you Walking through the rooms we knew Every shadow wears your face Nothing fills this empty space