The Ghost

It's the little things that break me down

Old shoes that are left around

Cobwebs in a haunted house

Could have sworn I saw you in the park

It was almost after dark

But I blinked and you were gone

So I

Yeah, I

I just hope your ghost

Keeps hanging 'round here

Ringing in my ears

And singing with me when I raise a toast

To all the good years

And all the dry tears

'Cause they're all gone and all I got's the ghost

It's the bigger things that break me down

Where the hell really are you now?

Raindrops going underground

Could have sworn I saw you in a dream

Like a '50s movie scene

You weren't a day older than nineteen

And I

Oh, I

I just hope your ghost

Keeps hanging 'round here

Ringing in my ears

And singing with me when I raise a toast

To all the good years

And all the dry tears

'Cause they're all gone and all I got's the ghost

They're all gone and all I got's the ghost