Lyricist : Mimi Webb/Stuart Price/Phil Plested/Morten Ristorp/Tia Scola/Nolan Sipe/Christopher Smith

Composer : Mimi Webb/Stuart Price/Phil Plested/Morten Ristorp/Tia Scola/Nolan Sipe/Christopher Smith

Seven days

Since you went and found some space

I tell myself, "I'm doin' great"

And I'm not holdin' on

So don't worry 'bout me

I can keep myself busy

At least it's how I make it seem

Until the day is done

Mornin' turns to evenin'

Haven't even thought about you leavin'

Swear to God, I almost got this feelin' off my mind

But every time the lights go out

I see you there when you're not around

Stuck in my head

And I know you're gone

But I still hold onto the ghost of you, ooh-ooh

Every time I'm in the dark

I feel you there like a shock to my heart

Back from the dеad

Oh, I know you're gone

But I still hold onto the ghost of you

Ghost of you

I can't facе somebody takin' you for

Drinks and dates 'cause you know I wonder

You know I wonder if it feels the same, the same

Mornin' turns to evenin'

Haven't even thought about you leavin'

Swear to God, I almost got this feelin' off my mind

But every time the lights go out

I see you there when you're not around

Stuck in my head

And I know you're gone

But I still hold onto the ghost of you, ooh-ooh

Every time I'm in the dark

I feel you there like a shock to my heart

Back from the dead

Oh, I know you're gone

But I still hold onto the ghost of you

Ghost of you

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh-ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh-ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, I know you're gone

But I still hold onto the ghost of you

Ghost of you

Yeah, yeah, yeah