and pain is here now in some form of goodbye
but you died, yes you died i knew your secret
i'm stuck in time i met you in transit with five other ghosts
you ran me over reckless
but true emptied by oceans
my eye's a desert of dry expecting
you to drive by i want to see you
i want to see you to tell you i'm sorry
and pain is here now in some form of goodbye
i've been expecting you
i've been expecting i met her in transit
on her way home she left us out here
i wanna know she made it back to them
