It's My Shadow

Who is that upon the stairs 
acting like he don't know where 
and who is laying down all the cards 
and giving me the wrong things to say 
and like a wheel on the table 
He's a Cain to my Abel: Oh.....it's my shadow 
confessor to my dreams casting ribbons round my feet 
Oh.....into my day 
It's my shadow

Making eyes until the sun lights the daytime as she comes 
Oh..... into my day 
Happy in the time when I would have been there to see you 
Happy in the time when I would have been there at all 
Happy when the night is gone and I believe you 
Happy when the night is gone and I need a call

Who is chasing in the wind all the letters never sent 
and who is dusting down the stars and giving me the wrong moves to make. 
And like a wheel on the table, he's a Cain to my Abel 
dancing upon the floor, its my shadow 
making eyes until the sun blinds the daytime as she comes 
Oh.....into my day 
Its my shadow

Like a willow to my stream casting heaven round my feet 
Oh.....into my day.

When you find that things are getting wild is that 
the hardest smile that you can ever feel.

Paralysed until the sun lights the daytime as she comes.

And if my shadow comes a creeping 
Then I'll always find me sleeping in the sun.

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