these are haunted days bonfire scented autumn days someone s slipped away and someone s thoughts are all in one place these are haunted days the year is facing its old age i met her from work at three to see her home so she could catch some sleep everything s a little everything s a little thrown i watched her cry for someone i didn t know you can sense it on the wind the wind that sets the trees to singing hear them whispering how someone s gone someone s missing these are haunted days sad and golden underplayed i met her on oxford street to see her home so she could catch some sleep these are haunted days bonfire scented autumn days you can t fix everything that breaks and someone s thoughts are all in one place