Back to the cold restless streets at night I talk to myself about tomorrow night Walls of white protest A gravestone in name Who is it now It's always the same Who is it now Who calls me inside Are the leaves on the trees Just a living disguise I walk the sweet rain tragicomedy I'll walk home again To the street melody
But I know, oh no But I know, oh no But I know
Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees Shadows and tall trees
Life through a window Discoloured pain Mrs. Brown's washing is always the same I walk street rain tragicomedy I'll walk home again To the street melody
But I know, oh no But I know, oh no But I know
...out there...
Do you feel in me Anything redeeming Any worthwhile feeling Is life like a tightrope Hanging from the ceiling
But I know, oh no But I know, oh no But I know
Shadows and Tall Trees Shadows and Tall Trees Shadows and Tall Trees Shadows and Tall Trees Shadow...shadow...shadow Shadow...shadow...shadow Shadows and Tall Trees Shadows and Tall Trees Don't be my shadow...shadow...shadow It's only my shadow...shadow...shadow Shadows and Tall Trees