Pretty soon youll be able to remember him Lying In the garden singing Right where hell always be The door is always open This is the place that I loved him And these are the friends that he had Long may the mountain ring To the sounds of his laughter And he goes on and on In his soft wind I will whisper In his warm sun I will glisten Will we see him once again In a world without end We owe it all to Frank Sinatra The song was playing as he walked into the room After the long weekend They were a lifetime together Appearing in the eyes of children In the clear blue mountain view The colouring in the sky And painting ladders to heaven And he goes on and on In his soft wind I will whisper In his warm sun I will glisten Till we see him once again In a world without end In his soft wind I will whisper In his warm sun I will glisten And I always will remember In a world without end He goes on He goes on
glisten, go, soft, whisper, warm