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
