| Light a candle
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| Lay flowers at the door
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| For those who were left behind
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| And the ones who’ve gone before
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| But here it comes now
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| Sure as silence follows rain
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| The taste of you upon my lips
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| The fingers in my brain
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| Ever gentle as it kills me where I lay
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| Who am I to resist?
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| Who are you to fail?
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| Got to get you out of my mind
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| But I can’t escape from the feeling
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| As I try to leave the memory behind
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| Without you, what’s left to believe in?
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| And I could be so sorry
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| For the way it had to go
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| But now I feel your presence
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| In a way I could not know
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| And I wonder
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| Do you ever feel the same
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| In whispering darkness
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| Do you ever hear my name?
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| How could you dare
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| To become so real
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| When you’re just a ghost in me
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| Here in the back of my mind
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| Deep in the back of my mind |