My wife lies down in a chair

And peels a pear

I know she's there

I'm making coffee for two

Just me and you

But I come back in with coffee for three

Coffee for three?



My dead wife sits in a chair

Combing her hair

I know she's there

She wanders off to the bed

Shaking her head

"Robyn," she said

"You know I don't take sugar!"



My wife and my dead wife

Am I the only one that sees her?

My wife and my dead wife

Doesn't anybody see her at all?

No, no no, no, no no no no



My wife sits down on the stairs

And stares into air

There's no one there

I'm drilling holes in the wall

Holes in the wall

I turn round and my dead wife's upstairs

She's still wearing flares

She talks out loud but no one hears



And I can't decide which one I love the most

The flesh and blood or the pale, smiling ghost



My wife lies down on the beach

She's sucking a peach

She's out of reach

Of the waves that crash on the sand

Where my dead wife stands

Holding my hand



Now my wife can't swim

but neither could she

And deep in the sea

She's waiting for me



Oh, I'm such a lucky guy

'Cause I've got you baby and I'll never be lonely