The light in you Keeps pulling straight through And the shadow too And the shadow Dearest friend, naked as a lake In the shroud of winter blossom In the crowd, my memory flashes Flashes, flashes The light in you Keeps pulling straight through And the shadow too And the shadow In the end, there's nothing we can do To contain a single blossom Or explain the way she passes Passes, passes The light in you Keeps pulling straight through And the shadow too And the shadow The light in me Keeps pulling straight through And the shadow too And the shadow