No words could ever describe the feeling.
The feeling of holding onto your ghost.
But if there´s just one more thing I could as of you. Just one more request.
Please don´t ever forget me. No, don´t you ever forget.
Everyday it´s getting harder just to turn the page.
I keep replaying and reciting those mistakes you made.

And I´m trying to take my own advice.
That things will change. That things will change.
But whom am I kidding? I´m so afraid.
That things will change. That things will change.

I want you to know how it feels to be in love with the ghost that bears your name.
Know that my love was not in vain.

And I´m trying to take my own advice.
That things will change. That things will change.
But whom am I kidding? I´m so afraid.
That things will change. That things will change.

But if there´s one regret we can share, what shall we name him?
What shall we name our dead son? [x4]