I'm perfect for him But he doesn't know it He's the man of my dreams But he doesn't want me And I've had my share of beautiful thoughts about you But they're never enough I'm tired of talking to a ghost in the sheets He knows me better than anyone else, oh poor me And that's the reason I never move on That ghost in the sheets keeps promising love But I can't touch it, I can only feel it I can't touch it, I can only feel it I can't touch him but I can feel him And that's the reason I never move on I lay in my bed I lay in my bed I lay in my bed The night is coming But my empty head starts filling with voices And I've had my share of the strangest thoughts about it As always they ain't enough And I'm still talking to a ghost in the sheets He burns the depths of my lonely soul, oh poor me I promised myself that I would move on That ghost in the sheets won't leave me alone But I can't touch it, I can only feel it I can't touch it, I can only feel it I can't touch him but I can feel him And that's the reason I never move on Oh, ghost Oh, ghost Oh, ghost of love So many faces I can't remember Disappearing in the fog of the morning like a starling in September Oh, ghost of love I wanna hold you in my arms when the lights are on Why you always hide in the dark? Oh, ghost Oh, ghost "It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture, Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold." I'm perfect for him But he doesn't know it He's the man of my dreams But he doesn't want me And I've had my share of beautiful thoughts about you But they're never enough