Karaoké Ghost Charlene Soraia

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 old 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, oh

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