Searching for a sign of life,
Looking out for a muddy footprint,
I am looking for a shadow.
I am looking for a whisper in the winds that calls out your name.
Days of chasing,
And I had found nothing.
I am chasing a ghost.

The memories of you had become dust floating in the wind.
My dreams are often mistaken by reality.
I am chasing a ghost.
I ghost that I refuse to let go.
A ghost that seems to hunt me everyday.
Maybe all of this it is just an illusion.
Maybe this never happened.
I am still searching for a sign of life,
Looking out for your muddy footprint.
Looking out for a shadow,
I am looking for a whisper that tells me your name.
I am chasing a ghost.