

I'm still here waiting for the tide to turn
Empty streets beneath the amber glow Watching all the static on the
radio
(running out of time)
Is there anyone out there who knows my name?
Or are we just players in a broken game?
I've been holding onto ghosts But you're the one I miss the
most
(where did you go?)
Fading pictures in a dusty frame Every single road is leading back
the same (calling out your name)
Is there anyone out there who knows my name?
Or are we just players in a broken game?
I've been holding onto ghosts But you're the one I miss the
most (where did you
go?)
I'm still here
waiting for the tide to turn