there s a ghost in my house the ghost of your memory the ghost of the love that was took from me our love used to be only shadows in the past i see times can t seem to have erased the vision of your smiling face the dead flowers i sent thee i can t get over ye there s a ghost in my house i can t hide for the ghost of the love that s inside keeps on haunting me just keeps on be callin me down in my tea cup i see your face lookin up sittin in my easy chair i feel your fingers running through my hair though we re far apart your specter s in my heart there s a ghost in my house i can t hide for the ghost of the love that s inside keeps on haunting me still just a part of me by the way i hang my head you can see i m afraid though my heart knows you re gone my mind keeps rolling on there s a ghost in my house i can t hide in my house i am helpless i begin to practice superstition i hear footsteps on the stairs keeps on haunting me there s a ghost in my house a ghost of your memory a ghost of the love that was took from me ghost in my house ghost in my house ghost in my house
['alternative rock', 'art punk', 'madchester', 'post-punk', 'punk', 'punk blues', 'uk post-punk']