The day in my mind is a black and white photograph
The sky drawn in charcoal and clay
And as I think of your smile, a rain cloud rolls over me
Outlined in pencil and filled in to shade
Twilight is coming with purple-gray streaking
Lying with you in the dew on the grass
Now that I'm taking my time
It would be nice to know that you are mine
But can you keep a secret? cause I don't think I can,
This Shadow of Love can't stand.
In the hours in between the dawn and the sunset
I do what I do in the day
When I'm thinking of someone, it's not you I'm thinkin' of
But if you come over I don't mind if you stay
It's not that your eyes don't have sparkle enough
Or you hair is a little too dark, or too tough...
Now that I'm taking my time
I guess I know you could be mine
But can you keep a secret? cause I don't think I can,
This Shadow of Love can't stand.
I wish that I could love you
Sometimes I think I might
But too much love can blind you,
And now I can't see the light
Now you're coming over, it's seven o'clock
and I've started pacing the floor.
I've got something to tell you, so when I hear you knock
I finish my beer and I open the door.
You stand beautiful, looking at me, and I swallow,
This love isn't real, and my taste buds are bland...
Now that I'm taking my time,
I guess I know that you're mine,
But can you keep a secret? cause I don't think I can
This Shadow of Love,
Shadow of Love,
this Shadow of Love can't stand.