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
Gone 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 you soul

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

Oh, when the minutes drag
Oh, 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

Oh, when the minutes drag
Oh, when the minues drag

So this is for when you feel happy again
And this is for when you're feeling sad
And this is for when you feel
Something

Oh, the minutes drag
Oh, the minutes drag