Ghost Sweat
You had to wash the sweat off before going back to bed to [?]
Almost here
I got tired, almost lost
[Sighs]
But touching the sheets [?] following the evening mist your embrace waits in our dreams
In our dreams
The ghosts have left my body
I’m free to live again
I’m free to live again
Your hand lifts off my shoulder
I can breathe, I can breathe again
I can breathe, I can breathe again
I can breathe, I can breathe again
I can breathe again
I can breathe again
[Church bells & humming]
Lonesome times are over
Lonesome times are over
Lonesome times are over
Lonesome times are over
Lonesome times are over