Ghosts
Echoes of Love: Macy Faith's Haunting Ghosts
Lyrics
I drink my coffee black still to the day
I still prefer my coffee without any additions, likely because of you.
And you're the reason why
You are the significant reason behind my choices or actions.
And my favorite color's green
My favorite color is green, influenced by your opinion that it suits me.
Cause you told me that it compliments my eyes
You once mentioned that green complements my eyes.
And the stories I've told
The stories I tell are incomplete or inconsistent because of your influence.
They're all filled with holes from your name
These stories have gaps and flaws because of your presence or absence.
Empty frame on my desk
There's an empty frame on my desk, representing your absence.
You're just a little square of dust
You've become a small, insignificant memory that's fading away.
Left for fading
Only a small part of you remains, gradually disappearing.
Cause all my ghosts are you
All the haunting memories or regrets are related to you.
And they live in my room
These haunting memories reside prominently in my personal space.
I try fighting, but I'll never see it through
I attempt to resist, but I know I won't succeed in overcoming these memories.
Cause all my ghosts are me
The haunting memories are interconnected with aspects of myself.
Living in pieces of you
I'm composed of fragments of you within me.
You get my jokes every single time
You understand and appreciate my humor effortlessly.
And I don't have to try
I don't have to make an effort because you comprehend me deeply.
Cause you know me inside out
You know me intimately, even before I articulate my thoughts.
Before the words leave my mouth
You perceive my emotions before I express them verbally.
Do you think I'm fine?
Do you believe that I'm okay despite the obvious?
And I don't want to have to start from scratch
I fear beginning anew without the foundation you provided.
I'm terrified of that
The prospect of starting over terrifies me.
If love's a habit I can't break
If love is a pattern I can't break, I'm losing faith in it.
Then think I'm loosing faith
I might be losing my belief in the concept of love.
For a second time
This could be the second instance where I lose faith in love.
Now every night I lay awake
I struggle to sleep because thoughts of you keep me awake.
Cause I see you in my sleeping place
Your presence invades even my dreams.
I don't know what sense this makes
I'm confused about the logic behind these feelings.
Your face is something I can't escape
Your image is an inescapable part of my thoughts.
You make moving on feel like a losing game
Moving forward feels like a futile effort because of you.
Don't worry babe, you won the race
Even if I try, you seem to have already won in this situation.
Cause all my ghosts are you
All the haunting memories or regrets are related to you.
And they live in my room
These haunting memories reside prominently in my personal space.
I try fighting, but I'll never see it through
I attempt to resist, but I know I won't succeed in overcoming these memories.
Cause all my ghosts are me
The haunting memories are interconnected with aspects of myself.
Living in pieces of you
I'm composed of fragments of you within me.
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