Kitchen Ghost

I was looking at the sky, and you're breath is in the clouds. And, my friends, they are so high, listening to music, loud

I can feel him in the kitchen. I can hear the pots and pans. And, you know I have been wishin' just to see you start to dance

Play my father's favorite songs on a heaven stereo. Feels so right, it can't be wrong, til it's time for him to go

I don't know if you can see him when he decides to visit us, but it's you that I can see him in. In your spirit I can trust.