The Ghost Song

He did not live for fortune
He did not live for fame
But if he could see his lady love
He’d live his life again

He did not ask for pleasure
The touch of living skin
A ghost that haunts the castle
To walk each place she’d been

She left her home to marry
He knows it was arranged
She’ll age with someone loveless
The ghost will never change

A fabric of remembrance
A tapestry of pain
But if he could see his lady love
He’d live his live again

An image that is endless
A mirror shows what’s true
A face that’s soft and gentle
But fades as ghosts will do

He only wants the fire
He doesn’t need the cure
But if he could touch his lady love
He’d want for nothing more

He followed her with flowers
She never showed a fear
She only felt a soft embrace
The ghost of someone near

He glides into her bedclothes
Remembering her face
But haunting has its boundaries
A ghost must keep his place

Somewhere in her memory
In the castles mirrored hall
She thought she saw a face there
That she loved best of all

She only felt the fire
She did not know the cure
For if she knew her real true love
She’d live her life no more
For if she knew her real true love
Then she’d live her life no more