I'm perfect for him
But he doesn't know it
He's the man of my dreams
But he doesn't want me
And I've had my share of beautiful thoughts about you
But they're never enough
I'm tired of talking to a ghost in the sheets
He knows me better than anyone else, oh poor me
And that's the reason I never move on
That ghost in the sheets keeps promising love
But I can't touch it, I can only feel it
I can't touch it, I can only feel it
I can't touch him but I can feel him
And that's the reason I never move on
I lay in my bed
I lay in my bed
I lay in my bed
The night is coming
But my empty head starts filling with voices
And I've had my share of the strangest thoughts about it
As always they ain't enough
And I'm still talking to a ghost in the sheets
He burns the depths of my lonely soul, oh poor me
I promised myself that I would move on
That ghost in the sheets won't leave me alone
But I can't touch it, I can only feel it
I can't touch it, I can only feel it
I can't touch him but I can feel him
And that's the reason I never move on
Oh, ghost
Oh, ghost
Oh, ghost of love
So many faces I can't remember
Disappearing in the fog of the morning like a starling in September
Oh, ghost of love
I wanna hold you in my arms when the lights are on
Why you always hide in the dark?
Oh, ghost
Oh, ghost
"It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture, Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold."
I'm perfect for him
But he doesn't know it
He's the man of my dreams
But he doesn't want me
And I've had my share of beautiful thoughts about you
But they're never enough