The house is haunted
By the echo of your last goodbye
The house is haunted
By the memories that refuse to die

I can't get away from a vision that brings
Intimate glimpses of intimate things;
A voice in my heart like a torch singer sings
I wonder who's kissing her now

The house is haunted
By the echo of your favourite song
The place is cluttered up
With memories that have lived too long, much too long

The ceiling is white but thе shadows are black
The ghost in my heart says, shе'll never come back
The house is haunted
By the echo of your last goodbye

I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
The house is haunted
By the echo of your last goodbye