A sense of sadness flows through every word that you write
I raise my glass to drown out the world as I get through the night
It’s true, so true, that it is the little things we miss the most
I hope this letter somehow finds its way up to your ghost
How’s the view from where you stand?
Is it not for us to understand?
You showed me through these city streets
And now you’re so far out of reach
I found the bottom and this bottle will carry this note out to sea
Although I miss you, I’m glad that you’re no longer suffering
I can’t stop staring at this seemingly endless, starlit sky
How I still wonder how to go on when missing a piece of your life
This is where you should be
Laying here next to me
I’ll rush to the sea if you’re waiting for me
It’s all over now
It’s all over now
Oh, this is where you should be
Oh… laying here next to me