I see the thorn in your eye
I feel the pain when she cries
Pale are the mornings at fall
A new day just waiting for more
In her room so quietly
I see the thorn in your eye
Although she weeps so silently
I feel the pain when she cries
I am the ghost in your dreams
You hear my voice in the breeze
In her room so quietly
I see the thorn in your eye
Although she weeps so silently
I feel the pain when she cries
