Текст: Laetitia A'Zou. Other. Chasing Ghosts.

In the morning she wakes up,
She's got to go to work.
Her eyes still closed,
She feels him, lying right next to her.

But like all the other days,
When she opened her eyes she stayed,
Silent because she realised
That there was nobody else beside

Her in this empty room in this empty house
She spend her nights chasing ghosts
And she knows she has to stop
But when the day ends she cannot
Think about anything else.

Now, she's in front of her mirror
Wondering how she could dress.
Trying to ignore those eyes that cried
So much since the day he died

In this empty room of this empty house
She spend her nights chasing ghosts
And she knows she has to stop
But when the day ends she cannot
Think about anything else.

And when the day ends
She goes out with some friends of hers
Who trie to make her forgett for a while
This sadness that stays deep inside.

But when she comes back home,
She is still all alone.
And back in this bed so cold,
She can't stop chasing Ghosts,

In this empty room in this empty house
She spend her nights chasing ghosts
And she knows she has to stop
But when the day ends she cannot
Think about anything else,
Think about anything else