Tehre's a shadow to you.
Does it permeate the bond?
There's one to me too.
And yup, it permeates the bond.
There's a pleasure of the skin.
An undeterminable amount gets in.
There's an appeal of the word.
More real than any I've heard.
She moves... with the day and night.
She moves... with the speed of light.
There's a shadow to you
It does all that you do.
Whoever made up these rules
Has polished this thing like a stone.
What would you have me do
If I left her for you?
What would you have me say...
When you found my shadow
And hers were the same anyway?