There’s a call for you coming from the French Riviera

It’s cold out there in December

Just come home when you feel better

Saw a glitter in a coal mine I thought I had mistaken

Tell the space that I’m saving

Hurry up now we’re waiting

Ohh

Do you haunt me?

Do you, love?

Ohh

Do you haunt me?

Do you, love?

To the garden in my head saying life’s not meant to be easy

Then what’s the point barely breathing

Strangers digging for reasons

Putting my faith in some kind of constellation

Deep diving conversations

Knowing I’ll never change them

Ohh

Do you haunt me?

Do you, love?

Ohh

Do you haunt me?

Do you, love?

Do you haunt me?

Do you, love?

(Ooh)