haunt

when the heat of the summer strikes your face
you quip "i was always a winter person"
when the depths of january yielded snow
you said how you do wish it were august
you said you've had enough
it wouldn't be different without you
when opportunity allows you said a visit was in order
the disease caught up with you
and you never came around
you said you've had enough
it wouldn't be different without you
you said you've had enough
it wouldn't be different without you
and it'll be all right
it'll be all right again
let the haunting begin