I'm living with your ghost

Your coat still hangs behind the door. I don't move it anymore. Mmm. Your perfume still fills the air. Sometimes I swear I feel you there. The house is quiet. The nights are long. But your memory Keeps singing its song. I'm living with your ghost Every night, every day. You're gone from my arms, but you never went Away. Mmm. I hear you in the silence. I see you when I close my eyes. I've learned to live alone, But I'm living with your ghost tonight. Mmm. That old guitar still plays our tune. Underneath the midnight moon. I pour two glasses out of habit, Then remember you're not coming back. The years have changed This old man's face. But your memory Still knows its place. I'm living with your ghost Every night, every day. You're gone from my arms, but you never went Away. I hear you in the silence. I see you when I close my Eyes. I've learned to live alone, But I'm living with your ghost tonight. Maybe ghosts don't need a body. Maybe love don't need a name. Maybe what we leave behind Is what keeps us in the same old Place. I'm living with your ghost Long after the goodbye. You're somewhere in these empty rooms, Somewhere underneath the sky. I don't ask you to come back. I don't need to know the why. I'll carry what we were 'til the day I close my eyes. The room goes dark. The old guitar cries. And somewhere in the silence, I hear your goodbye.