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