Me and My Shadow Lyrics

Sometimes he walks in front of me,

Striding unabashedly

At other times, he lags behind

He seems to lead the way, but then

He hides beneath the trees again

As if . . . he can't make up his mind

At night he seems to disappear,

Abandons me to face my fear

But when the moonlight casts its glow,

He's right there on the ground below

I value his devotion, but I don't suppose

He really has a choice

And I imagine he might have

Some things to tell me . . . if he had a voice

Does he feel? Does he think?

Would he join me for a drink

If I were feeling out of sorts and disaffected?

Does he hear? Does he see?

Does he shake his head at me

And wonder why I stay so disconnected?

Sometimes I stop to think about

How different life might be without

My shadow, and sometimes I pretend

That like Gepetto's wooden boy,

He came to life and then what joy

I'd know, if my shadow were my friend

Would he feel? Would he think?

Would he join me for a drink

If I were feeling out of sorts and disaffected?

Would he hear? Would he see?

Would he shake his head at me

And wonder why I stay so disconnected?

Sometimes I stop to think about

How different life might be without

My shadow, and sometimes I pretend

That like Gepetto's wooden boy,

He came to life and then what joy

I'd know, if my shadow were my friend