Something borrowed
Something lost
Something in this circle
Of salt and dust

The candles flicker
As the cards are dealt
A pale reflection
Of another lesser doubt

And I know
I'm holding on to something
I can never hold

So rise
As the shadows stain the wall
I hear you down the hall
I know this feeling
You're haunting me
Again
Haunting

An old piano
And a little wine
I summon stories
As I rob the vine

Sleep is hiding
In the other room
My eyes are open
In the fading, splintered gloom
I know, I know
You'll be here soon

Oh rise
Like the ashes from your flame
Whispering my name
I love the feeling
Of you haunting me
Again
Haunting

So rise
As the shadows stain the wall
I hear you down the hall
I'm still dreaming
Of you haunting me
Again
Haunting me
Again
Haunting
Haunting
Haunting