Belinda Carlisle

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