The Ghost Of Love

Why do I remember you when the nights grow long?
Why do I think of you in each and every love song?
Why do you haunt my memories with golden yesterday?
Why can't I be just satisfied with your picture on display?

Why can't I forget our love and let it stay in the past?
Why can't I forget you; This love surely can't last?
Why must you come to me in my darkest hours?
Why were you such a soft and delicate flower?

Why do I want to keep you bottled deep inside?
Why am I so selfish to want you; Is it my pride?
Why do you tempt me to let my feelings show?
Why are you so real to me; I really want to know?

Why does your love speak to me from the grave?
Why can't your love just settle down and behave?
Why must you taunt me as you did when you lived?
Why can't you release me; Why can't you forgive?

Why won't you let me move on with my new life?
Why are you still the standard my deceased wife?
Why do you still beckon me like an angel on call?
Why are you my reflected self like a mirror on the wall?