All that she needs is a little space
Her 3 Am usual place
I look outside to the moonlight
Empty halls that shine
And I'm alive
When i think about you today
I notice how nothing's changed
I'm always wondering what i'm doing wrong
I'm tired of singing the same old song
My mind it tortures me and it won't stop
I stay awake chasing your ghost
And now she sits on her windowsill his music plays in her ears
I've come so far away from home
These rooms so clod to what I've known
When i think about you today
I notice how nothing's changed
I'm always wondering what i'm doing wrong
I'm tired of singing the same old song
My mind it tortures me and it won't stop
I stay awake chasing your ghost
