Could I please have a minute to catch my breath?
Everyone that I loved has been left behind
Not the kind who would tend to believe in ghosts but I see them every night
Had a dream that I was just a boy again and my father was young and still full of time
Now my grandmother's body is in the earth but I see her every night
I will love you till the ghosts of these Penn Hills will bring me where you are
I was woke by the baby at 5 am
Found out later that's when you left and I hope that it's true that we will meet again
And I'll tell my girls your name but I'll miss you all the same