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