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 . . .
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 U.S.A."
Music by Arthur Schwartz
With lyrics by Howard Dietz, 1948