Bill Evans: "Haunted Heart"

In the night though we're apart,
There's a ghost of you
within my haunted heart.
Ghost of you, my lost romance,
Lips that laughed, eyes that dance.
Haunted heart won't let me be,
Dreams repeat a sweet but lonely song to me.
Dreams are just,
It's you who must
belong to me,
and thrill my haunted heart,
Be still, my haunted heart.