Lemons in Chamomile

I saw your ghost
He said good morning
I said I wished I was
I said I wished I was
Inside the house
I poured us tea
So we could talk respectably
But every time you looked at me
It made me feel like lemons in chamomile
I saw your ghost
I said how are you
He said I wished I was
He said I wished I was
Outside the house
Your feet grew cold
I said i liked your shoes and you didn't reply
I said I have a lot to say and that I try
But every time I just
I see your ghost...
I said I wished I was
I said I wished I was
Wished I was
You
I saw your ghost