We can let go Of the ghosts that haunt us; Memories that pass over Or become our shadows Forgive me I am stuck here Living like I was dead With the ghosts that follow A story of a boy Who wasn't ready to run So he flew weightless off that bridge No one knew who he was Forgive me I am stuck here Living like I was dead Here are my ghosts that follow She knew me more than anyone could I took the torch Kissed her head Held her hand to always remember love Remember the ghosts who follow Remember the ghosts that hid Let them pass And Let Go