I AM THE GHOST [VERSE 1] I am the ghost that haunts these halls, pacing like a wraith, writing GET OUT across my walls. Not like it’s news that he is dead. I know the truth. It lives inside my head. But knowing never stopped the pain, and daylight never cleared the rain. Every room still knows his name. Every night ends up the same. [PRE-CHORUS] For God’s sake, and for your own, leave the past where it has gone. Go back. Go back to bed. But the dead still live inside my head. [CHORUS] I am the ghost. I’m haunting my own brain, walking through the memories, driving myself insane. I am the shadow that never leaves this place. I close my eyes and still I see his face. I am the ghost. I’m the one who cannot leave. I keep haunting every moment that my heart refuses to grieve. [VERSE 2] Now I lie in bed, but I don’t sleep. The night is wide, the silence deep. My body rests, but my mind still roams through every dream where he came home. I hear his voice. I feel him near. Then morning comes and he disappears. Again. Again. Again. And every dawn becomes another ending. [PRE-CHORUS] For God’s sake, and for your own, stop searching rooms you know are gone. Go back. Go back to bed. But love keeps raising what death left dead. [CHORUS] I am the ghost. I’m haunting my own brain, walking through the memories, driving myself insane. I am the shadow that never leaves this place. I close my eyes and still I see his face. I am the ghost. I’m the one who cannot leave. I keep haunting every moment that my heart refuses to grieve. [BRIDGE] Maybe the house was never haunted. Maybe it was me. Maybe grief became the door and memory kept the key. Maybe I keep writing GET OUT because I cannot make him stay. Maybe I am begging death to leave while chasing love the other way. And somewhere in the darkness, I hear the words he left behind: Don’t get lost. Don’t get lost. But I am still trying to understand the signs. [FINAL CHORUS] I am the ghost, but I am still alive. I am walking through the memories, still learning to survive. I am the shadow, but shadows need the light. Maybe I can miss him without disappearing every night. I am the ghost, but I am searching for my name. I may haunt my own heart, but I won’t always haunt my brain. Don’t get lost. Don’t get lost. I hear him through the pain. I am still here. I am still here. And I am finding Amy again.
