Ghost - Johnny Stimson

Drinking it in

While I’m drifting away

Breathing you out

Of my lungs

Up through the cosmos

And out into space

You were my oxygen

But you’re gone, gone, gone

Anywhere I go I swear I can feel ya

Maybe there is nothing I can do

I’ve been talking to your ghost, oh

You’re the only one who knows, oh

We were so close

Almost

Almost

Almost

Almost

Almost

Almost