Shadows.

SHADOWS
(Jörgen Jansson)

Two o clock at night and I’m at the Café again
Could have taken the last bus home but then again
Drank a few beers and spoke with a beautiful one
I already knew she wasn’t the rose I was looking for
I already knew she was to be just another flower
Some say love is magic, me I wonder if it’s true
My love has left me, my love she flew away
Some say everlasting, my rose she blew away

The blues, It hit me, It broke me, took me into this melancholy
A dangerous decease, the blues you get from a adorable dolly

Walking into the shadows of my past, I’m so eager to find her
Walking into the shadows of my past, she’s ink on my shoulder
She left the shadows over me and I can’t find love in the darkness
I’m in the shadows but it’s getting brighter and I’m not faithless
Walking around in the shadows breathing the aroma I remember
Walking around in the shadows counting the years without her

Eight o clock in the morning and I’m at my place again
I search in the drawers for the picture I see in the dreams
I can’t quite understand why I hang on to an old stomp of mine
I really need a new beat, a funky beat that gets me on the floor
I’ve been down on my luck for to long now, far to long now
I have to give this rose up, I have to find another kind of love
Going to sharpen up and get fit, going to find another flower
Going to find the one that still grows to be loved

The blues, it’s in me, It moves me, and fill’s me with melancholy
A dangerous decease, the blues you get from a adorable dolly

Running from the shadows of my past, I’m so eager to find love
Running from the shadows of my past, love has made me bolder
I push the shadows, touch them and accept what I had to loose
I’m leaving the shadows behind me, going for love whatever it cost
Talking about the shadows that held me as a prisoner for so long
Talking about the shadows that shaped all love into a rose

I can’t walk in this circle of lust any longer now
I have to end another chapter in my book of love
I have to leave the green grass to search the fields
Leaving the bouquets to effloresce in the falling rain

Skriven av: Jörgen Jansson.