I never realized just how many moments we had
Till I drove around our little town without you.
There were ghosts of you on every street corner
And phantom kisses on my lips.
Your voice played in my head like our songs had.
I can't forget all the beautiful moments
In every desolate corner of this town.
Every word, kiss, and every single touch
Is burned, deeply, in my mind.
So I'll leave pieces of it behind,
On each street corner, with your ghosts.
It's easier that way, for us both.