Shadow Play

Dedicated to weather-predicting groundhogs across the universe!

Me and my shadow,
Strolling down the avenue. Me and my shadow,
Not a soul to tell our troubles to . . .

And when it’s twelve o’clock,We climb the stair,
We never knock,
For nobody’s there . . .

Just me and my shadow,
All alone and feelin’ blue . . .

And when it’s twelve o’clock,
We climb the stair,
We never knock,
For nobody’s there . . .

Just me and my shadow. All alone and feelin’ blue . .

Oh, Shadow. What would I ever do without you?