Charlene Soraia - Ghost
I'm the tap that keeps on dripping
The dog that's scratching at your door
I'm the nagging guilty feeling
You can't find a reason for
I'm the rattle of your window
That always keeps you half awake
I'm the ink stain on her love letter
I'm the cold you just can't shake
And every day I cry for you
And wish that you were crying too
But you don't feel my pain ...