Am I waiting for nothing?
This is maybe the heart.
You can break it with distance.
You can tear me apart.
Have I become the nothing?
This is never my part.
You can't shake me with commas.
You can just end the start.
And I can't fall in love with a ghost anymore.
Am I gone? Am I fast becoming a bore?
Have we transformed to nothing?
This is maybe my heart.
You can break it with glances.
You will tear me apart.
And I can't fall in love with a ghost anymore.
Am I gone? Am I fast becoming a bore?
Has it all become nothing?
This is definitely my heart.
You can break it with absence.
He will now play my part.
And I can't fall in love with a ghost anymore.
Am I gone? Am I fast becoming a bore?