Shadow
Nick Tolar, Tony Vorell
Writing down a list of shows I've seen
Watching all the bands from the wings
Turn the house lights up I saw her face
Standing all alone lost in space
Shadow
A look at what really isn't there
Fading like the memory of her hair
If anyone ever asks, I never cared
She floats across the floor toward the sound
Disco ball is on spinning around
If I knew her name I forget to ask
I am nothing more than a shadow cast
A story that I tell
In between the light and wall
Shadow disappears
Red and green fresnel
In between summer and fall
I could have had her ear
