Ghost

I'm the tap that keeps on dripping
 The dog that's scratching at your door
 I'm the 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 on your 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 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...