Chasing Your Ghost

I wrote this one right before I went to bed last night. It's strange, but sometimes I still expect my father to come home from work and walk through the front door, just like he did for so many years. We all find ourselves falling into that trap sometimes, don't we? Have you, friends? xoxo

I've walked these halls a million times before
And almost felt like I've lived here in another life
Sometimes all I can do is trace my footsteps as I pace back and forth
Hoping you'll walk through the door

These days, it's like you're still here
Or maybe I'm looking back just to look forward to something
Or maybe my heart just needs to hold on a little longer
The one thing my heart doesn't know
Is if I'll ever stop chasing your ghost

Well, it's been so long since you've been gone
Just move on already
I can hear the whispers of hushed conversations
Don't they know this tightrope I'm walking on is so uneasy

These days, it's like you're still here
Or maybe I'm looking back just to look forward to something
Or maybe my heart just needs to hold on a little longer
The one thing my heart doesn't know
Is if I'll ever stop chasing your ghost

I'm looking back just to look forward to something
Anything to remind me of you

These days, it's like you're still here
Or maybe I'm looking back just to look forward to something
Or maybe my heart just needs to hold on a little longer
The one thing my heart doesn't know
Is if I'll ever stop chasing your ghost

These days, it's like you're still here
Or maybe I'm looking back just to look forward to something
Or maybe my heart just needs to hold on a little longer
The one thing my heart doesn't know
Is if I'll ever stop chasing your ghost

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