Left my name on the city walls,
Spray paint dreams where the echo calls.
Half a tank and a head full of ghosts,
Still drivin’ like I know where to go.

Rearview full of maybe’s and could’ve-beens,
I still talk to the wind like an old friend.
Every mile another version of me,
Fadin’ slow in the ghost machine.

Can’t stay where the light don’t change,
Can’t grow where the roots feel strange.
So I let the silence drive,
Let the night decide.

Ghost ride through my memories,
Ain’t nothin’ chasin’ me but me.
Every turn’s another goodbye,
Every song’s another try.
(Yeah, I’m free — just haunted quietly.)

You’re a shadow in the passenger seat,
Singin’ along to the ghost of a beat.
I still see your smile in the streetlights’ bend,
Every dead end feels like you again.

Got your voice on repeat in my head,
Sayin’ “Love’s just losin’ that you don’t regret.”
Guess we both learned how to crash with grace,
Still drive slow past the places we faced.

Can’t stay where the light don’t change,
Can’t grow where the roots feel strange.
So I let the silence drive,
Let the night decide.

Ghost ride through my memories,
Ain’t nothin’ chasin’ me but me.
Every turn’s another goodbye,
Every song’s another try.
(Yeah, I’m free — just haunted quietly.)

All the signs say “don’t look back,”
But the past still rides in the cracks.
And I’m okay with the company —
Just me and my history.

Ghost ride through what used to be,
You’re the echo still drivin’ with me.
Every scar, every sky, every fading line,
Still hums like home in the back of my mind.
(Yeah, I’m gone — but not entirely.)