Sonic Graffiti - St. Anthony Lyrics

He's got a fever hotter than a fire
Up in room 362
It's getting down, down to the wire
My hand in yours gonna stick like glue

I won't know how it feels to not know
Once you're about to be gone
Oh daddy I miss being your son

I see your ghost staring in the mirror
There's dark shadows under both our eyes
I want death to come a little bit nearer
Can your ghost hear my cries

This sorrow will never done
Caught off guard but I won't run
Oh daddy I miss being your son

I think I'll go down to Sedona
With sweat and tears I'll make a flood
This world feels so lonely
At least I got you in my blood

Oh daddy I miss being your son