Here I stand with the ghost of you
On the edge of this rooftop
You stood here once too
I remember getting the news of your little hop
It must've been a beautiful sight
Watching the sky change as you fell
I guess you got over your fear of the hight
I hope you are now well
I think I might join you
Take the one little hop
I'm just waiting for the sky to be black instead of blue
For now me and Gin will just sit on the edge of this rooftop
Here I stand with the ghost of you
On the edge of this rooftop
You stood here once too
I remember getting the news of your little hop
-Kai