I still light your candles
so it'll smell like you're around
and it won't feel so much like you left me
to wander this apartment like a ghost town

I didn't forget the way you felt
but I don't remember it vividly either
and if you would stop passing through my mind
maybe I could think a little clearer

I feel a thunderstorm rumbling through my chest
and those dark clouds pass through my veins too
and if you said you could love me again
I'll come running...