I threw out the photographs like yesterdays flowers
I try to erase the past but it won’t go away

And those were the curtains that you had made
One thing’s for certain, the ghost of you stays

I painted the second room and cleared out the basement
And smelled some of your perfume on a scarf that you made

The Salvation Army collected your things
I have them the jewelry, all the bracelets and rings
Your clothes in black bin bags, I gave them away
I try to move on but the ghost of you stays

I threw out the photographs like yesterdays flowers
I try to erase the past but it won’t go away

I wake in the morning and try to be brave
But it’s hard to move on when the ghost of you stays