Paper Ghosts - Makari

Do you remember?

The notes we wrote each other, in the summer, are they calling

From your shoebox just like mine?

I can’t let go, of these notes

That leave me haunted

They’re inside, waiting for me

Calling your name

Sheets that wrap up everything;

I can’t forget you or even pretend to

Live in a world, where you are not mine

I’m wishing all the time

Counting on comets

I can’t let go, of these notes

That leave me haunted

They’re inside, waiting for me

Calling your name

Sheets that wrap up everything;

These paper ghosts in my closet

They’re stacked a mile high

Telling me, I love you, Oh

I loved you but it wasn’t the right time

And now all that remains of

The two of us is living in the words

That we wrote down, all the vowel Sounds, of I and U and love

Filling the pages up