My dogs all like you
Their senses ring you
The wag their tails when you're close by
Sometimes I feel you
cold breeze passing throught me
Glimpsed from the corner of my eye

I know you try to make me understand

Living in the house of ghosts
With roommates from the afterlife
Living in the house of ghosts
I can't evict them if I tried
Living in the house of ghosts
Reluctant to accept the signs
Living in the house of ghosts
Bound to me through space and time

I hear you whisper
And in the winter
I see your shadow passing by
These walls are hiding
The farewell writing
Written by those about to die

I'm right beside you...