The woman in white visits me at night,
She knows when I'm alone, without you by my side.
She knows when I cry, and when I sleep. She knows that I make you weep.
She haunts me through the night, the bed will soon no longer smell of you.
Only me, and the woman in white.
I wanted to call you last night. My night terrors got the better of me. I miss you and it only just happened. I dreamt I asked you what's wrong. Each time I asked, you said "nothing", even after I hung up.
What do I do?