Is it just a dream? A frightful dream, a nightmare in daylight she was there when I looked up at the window of the second floor my heart was as heavy as the gloom of this gray November day my soul felt empty as a raided tomb would be I know I have been lonely now I am afraid with loves ghost I am being haunted I fear the spark of love we shared will burst right into flames burning down the house only then will her Spirit... be free.