Jane Monheit Haunted Heart
In the night, though we're apart,
There's a ghost of you within my haunted heart,
Ghost of you, my lost romance...
Lips that laugh, eyes that dance...
Haunted heart won't let me be,
Dreams repeat a sweet, but lonely song to me.
Dreams are dust, it's you who must belong to me
And thrill my haunted heart...
Be still my haunted heart!...
