I hear your voice and think
Is this real?
Your cadence bounces in my head
Til I tell these voices to be still
I won't even ask your name
But I know when your frequency
Begins its journey from you to me
All these ghosts inside my head
Wish they could be dead
Would our conversation sound sincere
If you were sitting here with me
With time our memories can disappear
And I was a kid when you were set free
But I know when your frequency
Begins its journey from you to me
All these ghosts inside my head
Wish they could be dead
And knowing your frequency
Begins its journey from you to me
All these ghosts inside my head Wish they could be dead