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The Phantom


The Phantom
Here I lie with an accusing thought
It is you that follows every where I go
Tell me why I can not stop, searching, searching, all for naught
How can this be you are but a phantom, yet I've loved you so

You think I did not know, you were here many times before
Oh yes I saw, I know the night you came to kiss my children's face
I was watching, watching, yes I saw you go out that door.
Just like a phantom, you were gone, leaving nothing not one trace

Did you see my pain? I wonder, for a few times you even spoke
Each time I would dare to reach, reaching out to touch your face
Alas, again and again the phantom had gone and I awoke.
 Left again, left to walk the widow's pace.

Oh! when you lay in my bed, as you have so many times before,
 I can see the smile upon your face, in all this time  you are still so real to me
Yet, you are the phantom, the man that I adore,
Father of my children-- husband to me

 "Turn you loose!" they said, I should "set you free,"
nobody knew, nobody cared, I wasn't ready yet
too many nights in an empty bed
'Tis no wonder, my lover is the phantom don't you see
I'm just not ready to say you're dead.
© Dancing Heart
All Rights Reserved--9/3/00
 
 
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