why do i feel like, i'm chasing a ghost?
said you'd come back, and i believed it, almost,
i waited and i stayed, until seasons changed,
it was all forlorn, your warmth's estranged.
why do i feel like, i'm searching for a reason?
if i walked away now, would it be treason?
promised i would wait, but even i can't remember,
the feeling of your love, the feeling of your ember.