Steve Madewell - Haunted

Haunted

The haunting of your love
still drives me dear
Tortured by a spirit with your face
I long for the comfort of lying near your side
Where I can find my final resting place

I never thought I could be led astray
Travel such a dark and twisted road
A passing on the street,
A second longing glance
I went where I never meant to go

Down into Hell Hollow
Past the waterfall
We made our way to our trysting place
Drowning in the depth
Of your cold and lonely gaze
Held captive by the beauty of your face

I never thought it would end this way
Someone that we trusted was a spy
Or did we leave a trail
To your uncle’s hunting place
Paved by the boldness of our lies

The sound of the door
Shook the room like thunder
Fire flashed like lightening in his eyes
A bullet tore threw me
Lying underneath those covers
Cradled in your arms as you cried

The cabin was ablaze
He left me lying there
You screamed as he carried you away
The sound of your cries
Still echo in my ears
I relive every moment of that day

A fragrance on the breeze A chill in the air
A cougar scream fading into space
A sign to guide me on
To where your body lies
So I can find my final resting place

Now I haunt the hillsides
Of this valley we once lay
Searching for a shallow unmarked grave
I long for the comfort of lying by your side
Where I can find my final resting place
Where I might find my final resting place