Fading Trails

(ahhhh) I leave the porch light burning low

Watching the shadows come and go

Another face,

another name

They always leave here just the same

Why does everybody walk away

When I beg them just to stay?

Searching for a hand to hold in the dark But all I

keep is a dying spark

I keep the empty glasses dry

And trace the stars across the sky

I thought this time would finally last

But you became another ghost of the past

(ohhh,

another ghost) Why does everybody walk away

When I beg them just to stay?

Searching for a hand to hold in the dark But all I

keep is a dying spark

Just one person to call

my own Instead of waking up alone

(just one person, yeah)

They all leave in the end...

Yeah, they all leave (hmmm)