The Spirit In My Room

The Spirit In My Room Sitting alone at night Watching the candle burn So many words spoken That can’t be heard Can’t be understood Shadows cross the room Only seen in the corner of my eye I know they are there I have seen them so many times Heard them crying over lost lives They wander around me Trapped in my room No hope of ever leaving I know they were someone to somebody A mother, a father A sister, a brother Someone’s child who died too soon Now they wander around me Trying to let me know they are there They want to say hello I wish I could say hello to them Invite them to sit with me and talk I want to get to know them And make them my friends