Ghost Story

<br>I watch the western sky<br>The sun is sinking<br>The geese are flying south<br>It sets me thinking<br><br>I did not miss you much<br>I did not suffer<br>What did not kill me<br>Just made me tougher<br><br>I feel the winter come<br>His icy sinews,<br>Now in the firelight<br>The case continues<br><br>Another night in court<br>The same old trial<br>The same old questions asked<br>The same denial<br><br>The shadows closing round<br>Like jury members<br>I look for answers in<br>The fire`s embers<br><br>Why was I missing then<br>That whole December?<br>I give my usual line,<br>I don`t remember<br><br>Another winter comes<br>His icy fingers creep<br>Into these bones of mine<br>These memories never sleep<br>And all these differences<br>A cloak I borrow<br>We kept our distances<br>Why should it follow that<br>I must have loved you?<br><br>What is a force that binds the stars?<br>I wore this mask to hide my scars<br>What is the power that moves the tide?<br>Never could find a place to hide<br><br>What moves the earth around the sun?<br>What could I do but run and run and run?<br>Afraid to love, afraid to fail<br>A mast without a sail<br><br>The moon`s a fingernail<br>And slowly sinking<br>Another day begins <br>And now I`m thinking<br><br>That this is indifference <br>Was my invention<br>When everything I did <br>Sought your attention<br><br>You were my compass star<br>You were my measure<br>You were a pirate`s map<br>Of buried treasure<br><br>If this was all correct<br>The last thing I`d expect<br>The prosecution rests<br>It`s time that I confessed<br>I must have loved you<br>I must have loved you