A candle light in a dark room,
When would it go out? Nobody knew,
But while it stayed, I have had the pleasure to talk to,
My shadow, which was long due,
She was shy, hard to come by,
Misunderstood quite often, she would cry and cry,
Often, she would ask, "why oh why?,
How is it so easy for them to lie?
"You can tell me anything", and then they would leave, ...