Is this house a home? The photographs lay on the floor Time goes by so slow Every day that I’m waiting I’m pleading and praying Just take it away Don’t take it away I don’t know what to do With these pieces of you I can’t breath from the weight As I’m trying to say I don’t want your ghost to be gone
Once I heard you say You only want me to be happy But how could I be When I’m lying awake In the bed that we made? And the walls seem to whisper They whisper your name And I still hear your voice As it cuts through the noise And I’m sure that you’re safe But you know that I can’t say goodbye
Can’t throw away That last pieces of you Because if I do You’re really be gone