Ive been knock, knock, knocking at the thought of your door.
But youre not, not, not here anymore
I ring, ring, ring youre every phone in my head
But I cant get through the connection is dead.
I want, want to tell you about the news today
But you wouldnt believe me, youd laugh it away
Theres a ghost standing at the foot of my bed
And its you, its you, its you, it was you.
They told me who was in trouble
I couldnt breathe on the other side of the world
And there was nothing I could do to help you.
And its true today itd be your birthday
It wouldve been your 27th year
And I miss you in the earths atmosphere
I wish you were here.