There's a ghost visits me in my house
I can see him but not my spouse
he likes to sit in my old rocking chair
don't say much just kinda sits and stares
says ;" Who were you talking to ?"
" Wasn't me must'a been the TV."
but the strangest thing you could see
his face is always different to me
sometimes he looks like Larry
other times he resembles Barry
or Doc , Williams , or Phil O'Brien
sometimes he smiles , sometimes he's crying
but most times we pass the time
telling stories ,speaking in rhymes
you wouldn't think we'd have much to say
me at 70 , and he hasn't aged a day
but when I'm sitting there with him
I'm 18 all over again .
Young . Scared . Fit and.. Trim .
If you ever get to thinking you just want it to end
think back to all the times when
there wasn't a thing you wouldn't do
just to live another hour or two .
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