I fell in love with a girl Sunday church mornings, she put on her pearls Come Monday morning, found her dead Tucked in our sheets Years passed, I slowly forgot The feeling of loving someone in my thoughts But I've begun feeling ice cold kisses On my cheeks I am in love with a ghost And she's in love with me At night I am left with my mind I reach for her hand, but it's cold and unkind Reminds me of summer nights We two shared intertwined The sheets she adorns on her head Look just like the ones we crocheted for our bed Her soft fatal whispers make me wish That I were dead I am in love with a ghost And she's hanging by a thread I know that you don't love me You're just searching for a body And you're hoping I'll comply Yes I know you do not love me But I wish you were proud of me To finally say goodbye