Lost Soul

Written by: Lori Hopkins

oh sweet spector
is that you I see
peaking from the old pine tree
oh sweet spector
why do you roam
looking for family
looking for home
oh sweet spector 
is that you I see
are you trying to frighten me
I feel your sorrow
I feel your pain
standing there in the rain
oh sweet spector 
is that you I see
do you wish to speak to me
long dark hair flowing down
she wanders the night in her evening gown
oh sweet spector
poor lost soul
where did you come from 
where will you go