I was sitting in my room dark and gray and crying. Someone in my life I fear was at the point of dying. A cold wind blew right up my spine it was the break of dawn. A little voice went deep inside told me she was gone. Oh... This house is haunted. Oh... That's how I want it to be. Oh... This house is haunted. You can always stay here with me.... No more singing no more laughing no more sunny days. She left and took the colours with her buried in her grave. This is where we climbed the tower this is where she fell. Then when her young heart stopped beating I went to hell. Oh... This house is haunted. Oh... Ha..... Oh... This house is haunted. Ho.. Oh.... You float through the lining room I watch my Tv. I feel you sit down on the couch right here next to me. Then I feel you lips touch mine just like we used to do. I'm so happy all alone being here with you...