On my phone, oil on the screen
Saw a line, don't know what it means
While I wait for a memory
I'll just see you and me
I can hope that it's not too late
How I feel lying through the day
To the ghost I can't see
I saw your hair in the sink
Last time we talked was such a long time
You come alive almost every night
While I wait for a memory
I'll just pray for a better dream
In my lungs I can feel the squeeze
In your heart I don't wanna see
There's a picture on my wall
It drifts away like smoke
What's on your mind? I can't take these things
Draw the blinds, when will you call me
For you I gave everything
Sometimes myself and my dreams
Last time we talked was such a long time
You come alive almost every night
While I wait for a memory
I just pray for a better dream