Living a Zombie Life

About this track

I miss the way we’d talk 'til dawn, Your laughter like a favorite song, We held the world in our own hands, But somehow it slipped through like sand. Now it’s quiet on the line, Empty words I can’t unwind, I still feel you in the air, But you’re not there, no, you’re not there. I miss the fire that used to burn, When we'd laugh, no way to turn, Now I’m singing to a ghost, To the love I miss the most. You were the warmth in winter’s cold, The one I’d run to, take ahold, But now your voice has drifted far, Just a faint and distant star. I’m still reaching, empty hands, Trying hard to understand, If it was real, if it was true, Or just a dream I lost of you. I miss the fire that used to burn, When we'd laugh, no way to turn, Now I’m singing to a ghost, To the love I miss the most. So here’s a song you’ll never hear, In the silence, crystal clear, I hold the echo close and tight, Of the friend I lost that night.