I found myself sitting in bed
Staring off into the past
All I hear is white noise
I didn't realize how many marks we made in this world, but now I see them so clear
I've been chasing your ghost through every memory we've made the last few years
I always hoped to find you at the end

Just to realize I am the ghost
I'm the one living in the past
I'm the on trapped here

Maybe I was meant to be a ghost in your life
I miss you
I'll stay trapped here just to see your smile and hear that laugh
It's haunting but,
It'll always be worth the pain

Now I know why sometimes ghosts can't leave
They're afraid, just like me