ghosts of penn hills

William Fitzsimmons

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