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 Aufderhar Cross ©2004