I'm turning out the light

Now that you're leaving

To see things black and white

Now that you're leaving

To kill you in the dark

To give my last remark

I'll stay up tonight

Now that you're leaving

I'm running backwards on a train

All is coming back to me again

A crowd of people in my way

And everyone has got your face

Between what I was

And what I will be

I'm held back by your ghost

And what I couldn't be