1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3 Eyes and ears open, tell me my memory Questions and answers, smile and repeat Tattoos, phone stories, we all can deal But I'd much rather hear what you love and you feel A personal list caused by one little kiss A tear from a loved one, a prayer to a fist Your laughter, endings, and I've had my share It's too bad I sing to repair Sometimes I walk just to see Who passes me by, passes me by Faces and places they go Become things I write, things that I write Sometimes I feel like a ghost I long this for a life, long this for a life again But then I remember the faces that put out my light Faces that light, and then I know why An outfit that falls by the waist A plan in its place My heart won its very first race I heal but I feel out of touch Enough is enough, everyone needs a word Everyone needs a word, well why is it I sit back quiet My life's left in loads And the highs are all blown by the winds If you sing from within Tears roll down your chin And you feel it again Sometimes I walk just to see Who passes me by, passes me by Faces and places they go Become things I write, things that I write Sometimes I feel like a ghost I long this for a life, long this for a life again But then I remember the faces that put out my light Faces that light, and then I know why Sometimes I walk just to see Who passes me by, passes me by Faces and places I've lost Or left behind Frozen in time