Patricks Song — текст песни (Shawn Mullins)

Dedicated to patrick cosgrove 1968 - 1997



I had a dream I was in school

Reading your autograph

Pages of green in seventh grade

Now like an epitaph

Alone in your room

With an artist inside of you

You died way too soon,

But I can still feel you

Warm in a circle of friends

How have you all been

Wed never die, just go through hell

And re-group again

So button it down

So the wind won1t blow it all away

And pass it around

Like champagne on a holiday

Pass it around

Theres a lot of that to go around