You fold his hands and 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
Oh

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 the 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 own
Oh

Oh
Oh

A shadow passed, a shadow passed
Yearning, yearning for the fool
It called a home

And it whistles through the ghosts
Still left behind
It whistles through the ghosts
Still left behind
It whistles through the ghosts
Still left behind
Oh

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Duncan Sheik, Steven Sater