Ghost Dance
M. DIMEO, M. REALE
Watching through the dead of the night
Think I have one in my sight
I'm torn in many ways
Being far from where I'm known
I'm alone
Crossing over one by one
I am just a ghost to some
Feel my spirit start to soar
One more hour and I'll be sure
Someone see me
Someone hear me
Someone bring me , back from where I go
Someone help me
Someone touch me
Someone tell me has my death begun ?
Surely soon I will discover
If I hear my fallen brother
Things have got to change
Life it cannot end this way
So I pray
Turn me loose on rock or slone
From this battlefield I'm thrown
Darkened visions start to grow
One more hour then I'll know
Someone see me
Someone hear me
Someone bring me , back from where I go
Someone help me
Someone touch me
Someone tell me has my death begun ?