Left Behind

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.

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 a 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.

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
Whistles through the ghosts still left behind.