Sometimes I’m in your shadow too much br And slip in to it like putting on a comfy overcoat. br Some days I wonder if your life has been worthwhile br Or I would have been better off without you. br br Sometimes it’s like fastening the old buttons on an overcoat br The difficulties that you created for me. br Your shadows sometimes overpower me and make me feel br Like I’m lost in a fog of if only. br br I have decided to get rid of your shadow br Like hanging an old overcoat back on the rack. br But I find I’m still keeping the hanger without knowing br Hidden in an old carrier bag.