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