Song - Ghost Story by Sting

Song  - Ghost Story by Sting.

Characters – So Weird owned by Disney.

I watch the western sky
The sun is sinking
The geese are flying south
It sets me thinking

I try to understand the phrase everything as a purpose, all things happen for a reason.  But I swear sometimes there truly isn't one, at least not a good one.  How can losing the love of your love ever become good?

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

I tried my best to stay strong and not let the pain show through.  Months past of secret crying late at night while sleeping babes were down the hall.  I could grow from this I won't let my kids lose another parent.

I feel the winter come
His icy sinews,
Now in the firelight
The case continues

But there moments he'll enter my thought, will become a vision I nearly can touch.  I was happy with the truth, happy with my truth.  Why couldn't she let things stay as they were?  Now I find myself staying up late wondering if more had happened that day.

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

I knew more then I was telling them.  Night after night Jack asks me question on what his father was like.  Sadly his memories are starting to fade, a part of life, the saddest part.  Day after day Fiona asks me how he and her alike.  I give her the simple answers; I can't allow her to know that she's practically her father's clone.

The shadows closing round
Like jury members
I look for answers in
The fire's embers

Passing his picture on the wall I stare into his eyes, and still feel that connection started years ago by a twist of fate.  Products of a perfect love watch me and feel sorry for me.  I don't want their pity only their love.  Fiona tells me stories of evil spirits and what it has to do with her father.  I walk away.

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

Why couldn't I love again?  No love would compare to him, but I might come close.  I don't want to think about him anymore he's slowing me down from my life.  I take the pictures off the wall and anything that belonged to him go into boxes.  When I'm asked why or how I'm feeling I say nothing.

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 that
I must have loved you?

I make a change of scene to become a new person in a new home.  But the memories follow me there I'm feeling hunted.  Why can't he let me be!?  At night sleep is a foreign word; if I close my eyes I'll see his face.  Sometimes I wonder if I hadn't fallen in love how happy might I be now?

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

I was made for him and he for me, God's secret plan from above.  Pretending it all was a mistake is like spitting on His feet.  I must be strong and learn to cope and adjust to the hurt.

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

I get asked out time to time, but I say no to love.  If I lost once surely it will happen again.  I can't take that chance; I won't allow another tear in my heart.

The moon's a fingernail
And slowly sinking
Another day begins
And now I'm thinking

What if their right and the worse day of my life happened to help me become a stronger person?  And me hiding my heart and the knowledge of him is causing his death to be in vain.  Am I ready for the truth?

That this is indifference
Was my invention
When everything I did
Sought your attention

Still I remember days of endless laughs and secret kisses that will never be again.  Even in those dreams like a photo album of every memory together, I don't feel the same as I did.

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

The needle is broken; the arrow spins around and around.  Without a scale taking measurements will make no difference.  It's hard to read words when you're eyes are full of salty water.

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

I gather Jack and Fiona to me like I did years before.  Sit them down and tell the stories they always wanted to know, the secrets of my heart.  Because no matter what I will always love him.