Ghosts

I was staring at the moon Half asleep Felt his presence in the room Pass gently Might've left too soon 53 Love and regret in tune He finds me Wish I could say this was the first time The first time I lost my mind Stare at the sun until you go blind Then you'll know, then you'll see, then you'll find Just how to hang on to the ones we let go They're around, hold them tight, keep them warm, hold them close They'll be down in the ground when you need them the most And now, somehow, you believe in ghosts Could've swore I heard him croon While breathless Kissed the forehead of a loon While fleshless Like a flower in bloom Life's precious From the womb to the tomb We're restless Wish I could say this was the first time The first time I lost my mind Stare at the sun until you go blind Then you'll know, then you'll see, then you'll find Just how to hang on to the ones we let go They're around, hold them tight, keep them warm, hold them close They'll be down in the ground when you need them the most And now, somehow, you believe in ghosts Just how to hang on to the ones we let go They're around, hold them tight, keep them warm, hold them close They'll be down in the ground when you need them the most And now, somehow, you believe in ghosts