I hope that the memories of me haunt you like a ghost
a vague image of me always floating beside you
where I was supposed to be all along
but I was shot down as I flew overhead
I hope every time you kiss her
you remember my sad blue eyes
and pull away quicker than usual
I hope every time you hold her hand
you'll remember my laugh and my dimples
and a twang of regret will be strung somewhere deep inside of you
I just hope I'm not forgotten in your mind
or forgotten in your heart
every night I'll haunt your dreams
the ghost of me
the ghost of regret
I thought I was what everybody wanted
but nobody really wanted...
I guess love never wanted me either
I hope every time you put on your sweat shirt
you'll remember me leaning against it
and I hope that you'll always recall my face
whatever you do
and wherever you go
