Ghost Story         
             


Words and music by Sting 

I watch the Western sky 
The sun is sinking 
The geese are flying South 
It sets me thinking 

I did not miss you much 
I did not suffer 
What did not kill me 
Just made me tougher 

I feel the winter come 
His icy sinews 
Now in the fire light 
The case continues 

Another night in court 
The same old trial 
The same old questions asked 
The same denial 

The shadows closely run 
Like jury members 
I look for answers in 
The fire's embers 

Why was I missing then 
That whole December 
I give my usual line: 
I don't remember 

Another winter comes 
His icy fingers creep 
Into these bones of mine 
These memories never sleep 

And all these differences 
A cloak I borrow 
We kept our distances 
Why should it follow I must have loved you 

What is the force that binds the stars 
I wore this mask to hide my scars 
What is the power that pulls the tide 
I never could find a place to hide 

What moves the Earth around the sun 
What could I do but run and run and run 
Afraid to love, afraid to fail 
A mast without a sail 

The moon's a fingernail and slowly sinking 
Another day begins and now I'm thinking 
That this indifference was my invention 
When everything I did sought your attention 

You were my compass star 
You were my measure 
You were a pirate's map 
A buried treasure 

If this was all correct 
The last thing I'd expect 
The prosecution rests 
It's time that I confess: I must have loved you


             
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