Here's goodbye, left with a ghost at my side

It's alright, but emptiness fills the air

Will I find comfort in your phantom light?

What is life, but memories I hold dear

And your ghost at my side?

And your spirit hides

Dead to the world, but not in mine

If surviving means you're dying inside

Leave your ghost at my side

Ghost at my side

Hindsight is likely to haunt me for some time

Bloodshot eyes... a shade too dark to keep you here

May you find rest from your troubled mind

What is life, but fleeting thoughts of better years

And your ghost at my side?

And your spirit hides

Dead to the world, but not in mine

So if dying means the pain's subsiding

Leave your ghost at my side

Ghost at my side

Ghost at my side

Ghost at my side

Ghost at my side

Ghost at my side

Ghost at my side

Ghost at my side