This t-shirt still smells like you I don't wear it but I want to It's been six months, I'm not over this flu That you gave me when I fell for you Silhouettes Dancing in an empty room Vignettes His bed sheets, my sweet perfume I can trace the constellations of your body Laying lonely on a blanket empty I swear I hear you calling my name in the wind Just a ghost, whispering We carved our names into a wall At the old stone jug bathroom stall They can paint it over, erase it all But it always remains in our recall Silhouettes Dancing in an empty room Vignettes His bed sheets, my sweet perfume I can trace the constellations of your body Laying lonely on a blanket empty I swear I hear you calling my name in the wind Just a ghost, whispering This t-shirt still smells like you I don't wear it but I want to You're a ghost Ghost Ghost (Just a ghost) I can trace the constellations of your body Laying lonely on a blanket empty (Just a ghost) I swear I hear you calling my name in the wind Just a ghost, whispering