You fold his hands, you smooth his tie, you gently lift his chin
Were you really so blind and unkind to him?
Can´t help the itch to touch, to kiss, to hold him once again
Now to close his eyes, never open them

A shadow passed, a shadow passed, yearning, yearning,
For the fool it called a home

All things he never did are left behind
All the things his mama wished he´d bear in mind
And all his dad had hoped he´d know

The talks you never had, the Saturdays you never spent
All the ´grown-up´ places you never went
And all of the crying you wouldn´t understand
You just let him cry, ´make a man out of him.´

A shadow passed, a shadow passed, yearning, yearning
For a fool it called a home

All things he ever wished are left behind
All the things his mama did to make him mind
And how his dad had hoped he´d grow

All things he ever lived are left behind
All the fears that ever flickered through his mind
All the sadness that he´d come to know

A shadow passed, a shadow passed, yearning, yearning
For a fool it called a home

And it whistles through the ghosts still left behind
It whistles through the ghosts still left behind
Whistles through the ghosts still left behind