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Dorothy Brock:
Shadows on the wall,
I can see them fall
Here and there and ev'rywhere.
Silhouettes in blue,
Dancing in the dew;
Here am I,
Where are you?
In the shadows,
Let me come and sing to you.
Let me dream a song that I can bring to you.
Take me in your arms and let me cling to you,
Let me linger long,
Let me live my song.
In the winter,
Let me bring the spring to you,
Let me feel that I mean ev'rything to you.
Love's old song will be new,
In the shadows, when I come sing and to you.
In the shadows, when I come sing and to you.
In the shadows,
In the shadows,
In the shadows,
Girls:
In the shadows,
Let me come and sing to you.
Let me dream a song that I can bring to you.
Take me in your arms and let me cling to you,
Let me linger long,
Let me live my song.
In the winter,
Let me bring the spring to you,
Let me feel that I mean ev'rything to you.
Love's old song will be new,
In the shadows, when I come and sing-
In the shadows, when I come and sing-
In the shadows, when I come and sing to you.
Dorothy Brock:
In the winter,
Let me bring the spring to you,
Let me feel that I mean ev'rything to you.
Love's old song will be new,
In the shadows, when I come and sing to you, dear.
In the shadows, when I come and sing to you.
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