Well the house is haunted by the echo of your last goodbye
Yeah the house is haunted by memories that refuse to die
You know I can't get away from a vision that brings
Intimate glances of intimate things
Yeah a voice in my head like a torch singer sings
I wonder who's kissing her now

The house is haunted by the echo of your favourite song
And the place is cluttered with roses that have lived too long
Much too long

The feeling is white the shadows are black
The ghost in my heart says you're never coming back
The house is haunted by the echo of your last goodbye
Goodbye, bye bye

The feeling is white the shadows are black
The ghost in my heart says you're never coming back
The house is haunted by the echo of your last goodbye