Lyrics: Stine Tveit
Music: Stine Tveit
Ghost in my pocket
Name on a screen
You type
Then you erase
Like I dreamed the whole thing
Three dots flicker
Then they fall away
I scroll our history
Like a lost highway
You're just a faded signal
Breaking in my hands
Half a word
Then nothing
Static in the plans
I hold the phone up higher
Like that'll make you real
You're just a faded signal
I keep trying to feel
4 a.m. window
Blue on my face
Your old shirt on me
Still smells like your place
I replay voicemails
Laugh in the dark
Every little glitch
Feels just like your heart
You're just a faded signal
Breaking in my hands
Half a word
Then nothing
Static in the plans
I hold the phone up higher
Like that'll make you real
You're just a faded signal
I keep trying to feel
Were you ever coming back
Or did I make you up
Talking to an empty line
Calling it love (oh)
You're just a faded signal
Breaking in my hands
Half a word
Then nothing
Static in the plans
I hold the phone up higher
Beg the sky to heal
You're just a faded signal
I keep trying to feel