Days without you,
Like a shadow in the evening,
Casting long upon the stone walls of my sollitude,
Stretching out so far they should reach you,
But you are not there,
How unfair.

Shadows fade with the light,
And so comes the lonely night,
I sleep on your pillow,
To catch but a moment spent with your scent,
But you are not there,
How unfair.

Then as sure as shadows fade with the evening light,
Days without you come to their end,
Time to make love anew,
Spending time again with you,
But all too soon you go back home,
To leave my sight in favour of phone,
But you are there,
Your scent on the pillow,
So fresh in my mind I can reach out and touch you,
Only to find a shadow,
Casting out in the evening light,
You're no longer there,
And it's so unfair