[ Featuring The Birds ]
It's the last week in October
Clocks are going back next week you say
Like it never happened before
We're lying in bed at 8pm
The big light overhead
Shining in our eyes
The heating pipes
Creak and groan
The city sighs and the wind moans
And there's no place that we need to be
But you're a million miles from being with me
There's someone else between us
And when I reach to touch your hair
You're icy cold
That's how I know
That she's still there
So I
Go to the kitchen
Make a cup of tea
And wait
For Halloween
It's the last week in October
Mornings getting out of bed getting's hard
Harder than it was before
I get dressed in the dark at 6a.m
Try not to wake you
Take the dog to the park
Around the block trash cans overflow
The streets are quiet as I come back home
And there's no place that I'd rather be
But you're a million miles from being with me
So I go to the kitchen
Make a cup of tea
And wait
And she's sitting at my table
When you finally get up
She smiles to see you yawning
Helps you find your favourite coffee cup
I swear I see her lean and run her fingers through your hair
And I'm not there
I'm just a
I'm just a
I'm just a ghost
I'm just a
Ghost
I'm just a ghost I'm just a ghost I'm just a ghost
Happy Halloween my love
