Haunted When the Minutes Drag

The word that would best describe this feeling

Would be haunted

I touch the clothes you left behind

That still retain your shape and lines

Still haunted



I trace the outline of your eyes

We're in the mirror hypnotized

I'm haunted

I find a solitary hair

[Incomprehensible] and still I 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



Haunted

Haunted



So this is for when you feel happy

And this is for when you feel sad

And this is for when you feel nothing



Ooh, when the minutes drag

Ooh, 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



Ooh, when the minutes drag

Ooh, when the minutes drag



Hide until you

Hide until you feel



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



Ooh, when the minutes drag

Ooh, when the minutes drag



Hide until you

Until you

Hide until you feel



Haunted, haunted

When the minutes drag

Haunted, haunted

When the minutes drag

Haunted, haunted

When the minutes drag



Hide until you

Hide until you feel