The room is quiet, his scent remains,
A trace of love, a ghost of pain.
I reach for him, but touch the air,
He’s gone, yet I still care.
Every memory calls my name,
But nothing now will be the same.
I keep saying that he’s my type,
But I can’t believe he’s gone.
He’s gone, but I still feel his touch,
In the silence, I miss him too much.
Every tear just proves me wrong,
I’m not that strong.
He’s gone, I’ll keep searching,
And I’ll walk home,
His shadow’s all I try to hold.
I hear his voice inside my mind,
Echoes lost in space and time.
Every memory calls my name,
But nothing now will be the same.
I keep saying that he’s my type,
But I can’t believe he’s gone.
He’s gone, but I still feel his touch,
In the silence, I miss him too much.
Every tear just proves me wrong,
I’m not that strong.
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Maybe love was meant to break,
Just to show what hearts can take.
If he’s happy far from here,
I’m still loving through the years.
He’s gone, but I still feel his touch,
In the silence, I miss him too much.
Every tear just proves me wrong,
I’m not that strong.
He’s gone,
He’s gone,
Still in my soul.