It would take a month of sundays
To understand you now
Lord knows I'll make it one day
And I hope he tells me howIt seems impossible
But strangest thoughts come true
And a shadow of a doubt just crossed my mind
Kinda right on cueHad a shadow of a doubt last night
When you walked into view
What could I doCompany convivial
The drink went to my head
Conversation trivial
Don't ask me what I saidCould it have been pure coincidence
The moisture in your eye
But the shadow of a doubt just crossed my mind
When you said HiAnd a shadow of a doubt remains
However hard I try
How hard I tryWhat's passed is history
I never wish to read
You're the very last thing I want
The very first thing I needWhat kind of spirit
Made me feel that warm inside
When a shadow of a doubt appeared
To wash away my prideAnd a shadow of a doubt was here
When you stood by my side
Right by my sideWhat's passed is history
I never wish to read
You're the very last thing I want
The first thing that I needThe nosey next door neighbours
Would have laughed if they could see
That mutual ecquaintance
Introducing you to meNever dreamed that you'd be there
Or are you staying away
Yet that shadow of a doubt
Has grown much stronger night and dayAnd the shadow of a doubt
Won't let me go
What can I say
What can I say
Songwriters
WINGFIELD, WILLIAM P.Published by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group