| Lyrics: | In the night,
though we're apart
there's a ghost of you
within my haunted heart . . .
Ghost of you,
my last romance,
lips that laughed,
eyes that danced . . .
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 . . .
Dreams are dust,
it's you who must
belong to me . . .
and thrill my haunted heart . . .
Be still, my haunted heart . . .
~ from the musical production "Inside U.S.A."
Music by Arthur Schwartz
with lyrics by Howard Dietz, 1948 |
