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The patch on the carpet, the night we drank too much.
The gravy stains on the Belling Stove, it misses the touch.
The on the soap, the make-up in the sink.
The toothbrush that you left behind, it makes me and think.

There's a ghost, in my bedsit, of how it to be.
There's a ghost n my bedsit, and it on haunting me.

The scratches on my records, from where you them on the floor.
The dirty clothes in my bag, when you went out of the door.
Now I'm all alone, and the silence burns my ears.
Memories dance my head, every second seems like years.

The presence in my bedsit, just won't go away.
Like the stains on my duvet, the nights you used to stay.
Programmes we together, I've still got the video.
And the telephone still rings for you from who do not know.