I cannot say what years have come and gone. I only know the silence - it breathed on and in. What sang in me sings no more.
Where stood a wild heart stirred no more. There stood wild heart. And I have been slain. Head full of ghosts tonight. Have I gone insane? Was it wrong to go down. To want you to stay? Head full of ghosts tonight. Have I gone insane?
Writer(s): Michael Lawrence Nyman