Sunday, February 1

HAUNTED WHEN THE MINUTES DRAG.

I touch the clothes you left behind
That still retain your shape and lines
I trace the outline of your eyes
We're in the mirror hypnotised
I find a solitary photo
Gone, and I still reminisce....

I'm haunted.

Haunted by your soul
Haunted by your hair
Haunted by your clothes
Haunted by your eyes
By your soul, by your hair
By your clothes, by your eyes
By your voice, by your smile
By your mouth, by your soul
By your hair, by your clothes
By your eyes, by your voice
By your smile, by your mouth
By your soul.

So this is for when you feel happy
And this is for when you feel sad
And this is for when you feel...
Nothing.

Ooooh when the minutes drag
Ooooh when the minutes drag

And this is for the tears that won't dry
And this is for a bright blue sky
And this is for when you feel...
Lucky.

And this is for when you feel...
Lucky.

Ooooh when the minutes drag.
Ooooh when the minutes drag.

So this is for when you're feeling happy again
And this is for when you're feeling sad
And this is for when you feel...
Something.

Ooooh when the minutes drag.
Ooooh when the minutes drag.

(Draft - Daniel Ash - Copyright Love and Rockets Music)

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