Saudade Songtext
von A Sense of Purpose

I pour over the words she wrote
I reminisce, emptiness in each note
Her voice lingering: a captivating tone
The melody: once unknown

Haunted by a ghost who found a more favorable host

Is it you or the thought of you?
A longing for something old, yet new
It tears me apart
Incomplete: with a wound at heart


An ocean divides incipient affection
Absence increased, she became a recollection
Budding infatuation uprooted abloom
Flourishing elation grew into gloom

In vacancy consumed
Reliving the past, missteps in moments passed

Haunted by a ghost who found a more favorable host

Is it you or the thought of you?
A longing for something old, yet new
It tears me apart
Incomplete: with a wound at heart