Ghost In The Garden

There’s a white gate swingin’ in the morning dew,

Magnolia petals where I once held you,

That old oak’s whisperin’ your name again,

Every breeze feels like it’s blowin’ sin.

The daisies don’t bloom like they used to do,

Since the day I buried my heart with you.

There’s a ghost in the garden wearin’ your perfume,

Dancin’ in the moonlight,

hummin’ our tune, I swear I see your shadow by the roses

in bloom, Yeah, there’s a ghost in the garden,

and she’s gone too soon.

Your mama still comes by on Sunday nights,

Leaves fresh lilies where you lost the fight,

I pour two glasses though I drink alone,

Talk to the silence like it’s flesh and bone.

The wind chimes singin’ that same ol’ song,

Guess love don’t die—it just lingers on.

There’s a ghost in the garden wearin’ your perfume,

Dancin’ in the moonlight,

hummin’ our tune,

I swear I see your shadow by the roses in bloom,

Yeah, there’s a ghost in the garden,

and she’s gone too soon.

I tried movin’ on,

but the soil won’t let me,

Your memory grows where the good Lord set me,

Can’t plant a seed without seein’ your face,

Can’t leave this yard—it’s sacred space.

There’s a ghost in the garden,

soft and true, Still waitin’ by the gate like she used to

do, If love is forever,

then I guess it’s true… There’s a ghost in the garden —

And I’m haunted by you.

Yeah, there’s a ghost in the garden,

And she’s wearin’ your perfume.