Faith Is A Ghost That Lingers In The Past Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

Faith is a ghost that lingers in the past.
Walking in the shadows
The scars of your heart
Faith is a lover that's looking for a redemption song.
A song that will steer it right
Guide it home in the night.
Lead it to a wishing well.
A dawn that's like an answered prayer
A song that sings in your heart
And leads you out of the dark
Faith is a midnight choir that switches on the light.
And ignites a spark you thought could never be
More bewitching than the moon
But love, that was all a lie.
Now I have the light of your love filling my room.
Ooh, faith is a ghost that lingers in the past.
But today it has taken a candle from the basement
And has lit my starlit attic bedroom around me
And filled my heart with a love story never told
With a love song never sung
Not even by that prince who was turned into a toad
And changed again by a virginal kiss from a soul
Who'll now never let him go, but haunts him still.
Body and soul.