I Cast A Lonesome Shadow

I CAST A LONESOME SHADOW
Writers Hank Thompson, Lynn Russwurm

Every evening when the sun goes down I sit here in my room 
And the lamplight streaming over me projects my lonely gloom 
My counterpart in agony mocks each tear that falls 
And I cast a lonesome shadow on these lonely, lonely walls 

He's always by my side at night no matter where I go 
He lurks out in the darkness or in the neon's glow 
He follows me across the steps and up and down the hall 
And I cast a lonesome shadow on these lonely, lonely walls 

I sit and watch the candle and the flicker of the flame 
My writhing shadow twists and turns as though it is in pain 
I'm trying to escape the memory my mind recalls 
And I cast a lonesome shadow on these lonely, lonely walls 

The image of a love I lost and all the things I'd planned 
Are as empty as this bottle that I hold in my hand 
My soul is buried in the depths of love and life's pitfalls 
And I cast a lonesome shadow on these lonely, lonely walls 

I cast a lonesome shadow on these lonely, lonely walls