White Shadow Blues Songtext
von The Dream Machine

Lend me your ears in canary silk fear
As the storm tries it′s best to get in
Oh I'll always be there to run through your hair
A finger or two of pink skin

Well I wish that you were real
And someone I could feel
I wish that you could think like me too
When I hope to die, you keep me alive
Oh boy, Shadow I do want you

And I′m singing those White Shadow Blues
Singing those White Shadow Blues

You're on all fours and I'm touching your paws
As you howl at the stars that pass by
And the pleasure finds you
And your claws are eschew
In this candle-lit bedroom of mine


Well I wish that you were real
And someone I could feel
I wish that you could think like me too
When I hope to die, you keep me alive
Oh boy, Brian I do love you

And I′m singing those White Shadow Blues
Singing those White Shadow Blues

Will you still be lap-licking at me
When the century comes to an end?
Oh if only I′d seen how foolish I'd been
You could have come earlier friend

Well I wish that you were real
And someone I could feel
I wish that you could think like me too
When I hope to die, you keep me alive
Oh boy, Shadow I do want you

And I′m singing those White Shadow Blues
Singing those White Shadow Blues

They say that you miss your black and white sis'
And all′s I can say is "I do!"
Well I know how you feel
And then I reveal
That she was a friend of mine too