I'm turning out the light 
Now that you're leaving 
To see things black and white 
Now that you're leaving 
To kill you in the dark 
To give my last remark 
I'll stay up tonight 
Now that you're leaving 
I'm running backwards on a train 
All is coming back to me again 
A crowd of people in my way 
And everyone has got your face 
Between what 
I was And what 
I will be 
I'm held back by your ghost 
And what I couldn't be