The ghost of a child
Lives in my heart.
Innocent and free,
He is my better part.
And lady he loved you
Right from the start
When he watched you dance.
When I feel afraid,
He whispers in my ear,
Reminds me who I am
When I must face the mirror.
He haunts what I've become
Until the damage is undone
And I remember...
He sees everything like it was the first time
And he holds you like it might be the last time.
And he never tries to be
Any less than what he feels for you...
The ghost of a child
Writes the songs I like to sing.
Through his eyes I see blue skies,
I get that first taste of spring.
I feel his wonder now
As I lie here in your arms...
Drowning in moonlight.
He sees everything like it was the first time
And he holds you like it might be the last time.
But for you and the wind,
He would not pass this way again.
But for you,
Only for you...
I rise to light a candle
To this strange stubborn ghost.
A night breeze floats the curtains
Though the windows are all closed.
The keys of the piano play a haunting melody...
His voice is mine tonight.
He sees everything like it was the first time
And he holds you like it might be the last time.
But for you and the wind,
He would not pass this way again.
But for you,
Only for you...
The ghost of a child
Lives in my heart.
Innocent and free,
He is my better part.
And lady he loved you
Right from the start.