I will wait until the end When the pendulum, does swing back to the darker side of our hearts bleeding And I will save this empty space next to me Like it's a grave where I lay a place for us to sleep eternally together
I have been searching for Traces of what we were
A ghost of you Is all that I have left It's all that I have left of you to hold I wake in the night to find there's no one there but me There's nothing left of what we were at all
So here I am Pacing around this house again With pictures of us living on these walls I see my breath in the cold of the air that I breathe and I'm wondering if it's you that I feel
I'm not looking for Anything but us Anything but what we were And I'm not asking for Painted memories; I only want to know you're here
