Giving Ghosts

Lord won't you help me through the night
We can worry about tomorrow when it comes
Now it's all I can take to sit and watch us break
Wishing into your arms I could run

In all of my days you mean the most
Now I've got to give up your ghost
We'll raise a glass, one final toast
And drink to giving up your ghost
Now I'm giving up your ghost

Every day I look more like my father
And every day I look a little less like me
How brave is your love would a promise be enough
That one day again we could meet

In all of my days you meant the most
Now I got to give up your ghost
We'll raise a glass for the final toast
And drink to giving up your ghost
Now I'm giving up your ghost

In all of my days you meant the most
Now I got to give up your ghost
We'll raise a glass for the final toast
And drink to giving up your ghost
Now I'm giving up your ghost