You seemed small and frail.
But that was just your shell...

When he was only a piece of wood.
His creator he thought understood...

Watching her and eyes that see right through me.
She smiles and once again I am lost in her...

I danced again with your ghost tonight.
Your cold body lying in the open light...

Stolen kisses in the dark.
Cuddling you at the park...

I gave it all up for you.
But you decided we're through...

As each ghost comes as I knew they would
I listen closer so each ghost is understood...

Late at night while I am sleeping.
They come to my bed creeping...

Ghosts at night and shadows by day.
Reflected images come into the play...

Sometimes being alone makes me blue
Because I forget that you're with me...

Do I write you
or do you write me...

Your spirit is such a ghostly delight.
Your heat helps me to sleep at night...