Old tomb is lit by blue, reflecting stone
'You're almost to this summer home'
Wooden box is met at where you left your mark
And that is where I start
A playground takes up a bit of the part
And the wood wrapped around the tree,
Cut down to sooth the past when I felt free

So much has changed,
You will never know
And now that you found a way to be my favorite ghost
Well, I guess I should go

I should probably go

But the sound from dials aren't coming through
And I just hear the
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Of a heart brought back to life
Just for you
And now I'm crying,
Won't look in the rear view
And someday I'll have a mark for you too
And I'll let you know how people changing for the better is true

And in my head,
This would be done right
And in my head,
There would be no end to the fight
And in my head,
I wouldn't fade from your sight
And in my head,
There would be no reason to cry tonight

But you go too fast
You go and it doesn't last
And now I'm drowning in your past
I succumb to your arms
Pulling me out of Lake *****,
Only in my head.