You fold his hands, you 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 know      A shadow passed, a shadow passed, yearning, yearning   For a 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