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I guess I believe in ghosts

Still raise my glass and toast to you after two years

I walk this hallway every night

Still holding on to the embraces captured behind the frames

We were happy and together learning to love, learning it wrong

We were green for a moment, then the moment was gone



I’ve got to figure myself out

For once, I’m gonna be content

Gotta learn to let go

Gonna learn to forgive



Old love, this is the last time I’m gonna write to you

I’m gonna open these curtains and let the light shine through

I’m gonna open my hand and release the memory of you

I just hope that wherever you are, whoever you’re with

You’ll find what I could never give



I’ve got to figure myself out

For once, I’m gonna be content

Gotta learn to let go

Gonna learn to forgive



Gotta learn to let it all go

Gonna let it all float in the wind

And after I learn to let it all go

I’ll finally know how it feels to forgive



How will I know when it comes

Will it be seen or felt

Will anything even be left



I think I just heard a ghost

I think it’s neither seeing nor feeling

I believe it’s a combination of both



This is the last time I’m gonna write to you