Here I Am

I'm getting tired of watching other people go
The lights on my street never come on
And the lines are overgrown
It's obvious now that I've been forgotten
The hollow houses and vacant lots and
The shattered windows and splintered doors
How long have I been here all alone?

Here I am, again
The one who gets left behind, left behind, left behind
Settled in, had a plan but I never factored in
Everyone else saying goodbye
This ghost town is making a ghost of me
This ghost town is making a ghost, making a ghost of me

I promised myself, I'd learn to be the one who leaves
With no more roots to tie me down
It's just a different kind of lonely
So I'm back to pulling arms and begging, begging
For the love of God don't leave me here again

Here I am, again
The one who gets left behind, left behind, left behind
Settled in, had a plan but I never factored in
Everyone else saying goodbye
This ghost town is making a ghost of me
This ghost town is making a ghost, making a ghost of me

They shake me off and they ask why I bother
The answer is simple
My father, his father
I come from a long line of people who believe in things like
Flowers that grow in the cracks in the street
Here I am
Here I am