A face, a fleeting echo, then your ghost arose,
A face, an echo, and your phantom's woes.
My solitude, your absence, a hollow, bitter sting,
My solitude, your absence, makes my heart take wing.
A face, an echo, and your phantom's woes.
Some bonds are forged of steel, they cannot break apart,
Some ties endure beyond the beating of the heart.
As long as breath remains, these bonds will hold us near,
A face, an echo, and your phantom's tear.
My solitude, your absence, makes my heart take wing,
A face, an echo, and your phantom's tear.
May this sweet dream not shatter, I fear the light of day,
May memories of you never, ever fade away.
No other love exists, but the echoes of your name,
A face, an echo, and your phantom's flame.
My solitude, your absence, makes my heart take wing,
A face, an echo, and your phantom's flame.
The stars, your eyes, they tease, they taunt, they start,
In petals red, your lips tear at my heart.
Why did you leave me lonely, destined to forever grieve?
A face, an echo, and your phantom's weave.
My solitude, your absence, makes my heart take wing,
A face, an echo, and your phantom's weave.
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