And when by your scorn darling yes you find me dead,
You think that now you're free from all pleading from me
That's when my ghost, my memories will creep to your bed
Standing watching waiting for a glimpse of regret
I see you're in new arms,
She's feeding you new charms
A candle winks
She's lacking something more
Can she fall asleep, touch like me before?
And in fake sleep you turn you body to the wall,
The pale trees cry cold moonlit skies can read your tired eyes,
You loved me then you left me, left me high and dry
Now how's it feel to have the cold, a better ghost than I?
I see you're in new arms,
She's feeding you new charms
A candle winks
She's lacking something more
Can she fall asleep, touch like me before?