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