Are they shadows that you see,
Do they dance in the lack of light,
And their voices travel from the night,
Speaking harsh words of what's to come,
Scaring you to do,
What shall be done.

Stop staring at,
The silhouettes,
On the blackened wall.

Look back for just a moment,
Open your eyes for yet a second,
Can you see that I am crying,
Just to have your affection,
Will you not ever,
Care to love me?

The black is moving,
The silhouettes,
In the darkened hall.

If I were a shadow,
Would you love me then?

Can you see me now,
Does my shadow dance for you,
Is my love in your heart,
Do I grab your affection,
What have I done,
Why am I in this box!

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