In the night,
though we're apart
there's a ghost of you
within my haunted heart

Ghost of you,
my last romance,
lips that laughed,
eyes that danced

Haunted heart
won't let me be
dreams repeat a sweet
but lonely song to me

Dreams are dust,
it's you who must
belong to me
and thrill my haunted heart

Be still, my haunted heart

< instrumental break >

Dreams are dust,
it's you who must
belong to me
and thrill my haunted heart

Be still, my haunted heart

~ from the musical production "Inside USA"
Music by Arthur Schwartz
with lyrics by Howard Dietz, 1948