Ghost Inside
If we could only see Past our bodies Look through the blood and bone Down through the skin Is there a place called home What would we find beyond the face Is there something there Or just an empty space The ghost inside Sitting like a passenger Along for the ride God's little spy In there with the shadows Looking out through our eyes If we could only know What lies below Like the surface of a summer lake When the sky's reflected Do a double-take That's how easily we're fooled Our own jester Keeps us from the jewel The ghost inside Sitting like a passenger Along for the ride God's little spy In there with the shadows Looking out through our eyes The ghost inside Waiting like a messenger Awaits a reply God's little spy In there with the shadows Looking out through our eyes © Mimi Cross |