Who is this ghost in the corner of my eye?

The ghost with the raven black hair.

This girl creeping by my side

Waiting to meet me there.

 

Have you seen her any of you?

Her silent footsteps tread the floor.

The ghost in the mirror

Dancing past the closed door.

 

In the stillness of the night

Her voice whispers in my ear

To which world do I belong?

She cries but no one will hear.

 

The stagnant air on a summer night

She leans over my face,

I saw her through the window again

Walking at an eerie pace.

 

In the still deep hush of the night,

Your car, my house, no goodbye.

I will return to this crossroad

To meet this ghost in the corner of my eye.