The Cure
Another Happy Birthday
It's harder to hold on
With every passing year
As the memories fade
You slowly disappear
I try to keep you close
Alive in my heart
Though with no one there to hold me
I'm coming apart
And your birthday is the worst day
I'm singing to a ghost
Happy birthday
I forget how it goes
And I'm all dressed up
I know it isn't right
Pour myself another glass
Turn off all the lights
And sit for a while
Aching and alone
Waiting in the dark for you
So I sit for a while
Aching and alone
Waiting in the dark for you
To come home