Текст песни Ghost Sweat - My Bubba

Hand to wash the sweat off before
Going back to bed to come here
Almost here
I got tired
Almost lost

Why
Touching the sheets not creased, falling
They've been missed
Your embrace waits in our dreams

The ghosts have left my body
I'm free to live again
I am free to live again
Your hand lifts off my shoulder
I can breathe again

Lonesome times are over