Did I ever mention this, mention this, mention this.
That I'm here, but I was gone a long time ago.
I'm that ghost you wake up to in the morning.
I'm that wind that makes you kringe
When you sniffle in the dawning.

I'm right here baby, but I'm gone
And I was gone a long time ago.
Let your ideas of me be confiscated by the laws of that
Alarm clock that looses it's power everynight!
I'm that black ghost you kiss good night and

I'm that terror in your shadow!
Because I left a long time ago and you still find the time to
Appeal to the stillness of my hollow.
And you entertain the empty echos of my "I Love you"
But it brews in the stew of your soul as sweet food,

But leaves you so hungry.
And baby its all for nothing

Because I am the ghost of a lover's past

Loved passed by once
And you never gave it another chance

Douglas Matthew Brooks