I sit with you still , where I used to hold your hand
Now I'm grasping your fingers
Letting go is all of me , I'm screaming and begging for your ghost not to go
A shadow of what remains , a vision that steals my soul ,
With you it was real , I have to stop looking in your direction . Your not coming around and I know ,
The tears fall , as many as the miles you rest your head away and I can't , I sit here in the corner of the day , searching for your eyes , to tell me it will be all right
Down to hands and fingers , I look down and cry .