Martin L. Gore I Cast A Lonesome Shadow (live)

Live in Milan, Written by Hank Thompson, Lynn Russwurm. Every evening when the sun goes down I sit here in my room And the lamplight shining on 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 halls 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 heart recalls And I cast a lonesome shadow on these lonely lonely walls The image of a love I lost and all the things I 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