If you see me by the hillside sitting all alone, Remember to turn off the lights, All of what’s left is the figure in my mind, And who I’ll be before I forget. We’re a shadow of our past, a ghost trapped in time, Liberated by the ones who love first, But a love that is lost, is a love that is won, Until we realise the damage its done, So if you see me on the hillside yearning for you Remember to turn off the lights Gently plucking the chords to a song, A song for nobody.