Sometimes late at night
A voice does come to speak
Putting doubts inside my head
When I�m tired and weak
Sometimes while I sleep
A voice does come so near
Casting echoes of long ago
Casting childhood fear
Sometimes when I�m all alone
In the darkness of my soul
Left to pull the pieces
Of a puzzle never whole
Sometimes when I cry myself
Asleep inside my bed
The only love to comfort me
Is the love from someone dead
