Where have I landed I don't quite remember
I fell to pieces one night in December
Pictures in boxes remind me of something
I miss the days when our fingers were touching
The memories of losing you, you're like a ghost
Tracing where I said to you
I wish you would listen to get through it
All my decisions were just second guesses
Looking for love like a bride looks for dresses
Every mistake turned to some sort of yearning
A heart that was hollow has filled up with meaning
I miss the days when our fingers were touching
The memories of losing you, you're like a ghost
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