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