Get Back Jack - Shadows of the Past Lyrics

Here I stand
A victim of your perfect graces
Clutching souvenirs of all the places
We visited searching for love

Yes here I stand
A broken warrior of days gone by
Holding fast to memories of you and I
Making true the dreams that we were dreaming of

But times have changed
I no longer have that feeling at night
That everything will be all right
If I just take you in my arms and hold fast

Yes time have changed
I feel so empty inside
And I know I can't forever hide
Behind shadows, shadows of the past

So I'll collect my gear and pack my bags
Shut my doors and lower my flags
But if you ever decide you want to come back
I'm yours
I'm yours
I'm yours
Yours for the asking

Neon lights
Blink as silent voices for the city
Where the girls all try to look pretty
Or at least pretty easy to please

And uptown
The angels gather in the street
Hoping for a chance to meet
A stranger of the proper caste

And as I watch each Romeo pick out his Juliet
I find I have not forgotten yet
My shadows, shadows of the past

So I'll collect my gear and pack my bags
Shut my doors and lower my flags
But if you ever decide you want to come back
I'm yours
I'm yours
I'm yours
Yours for the asking

Night has fallen
The city streets are empty and dark
But on Lover's Lane the cars are parked
Rocking to the music of love

In whispers
Vows of assurance are spoken
Vows for a bond that can't be broken
Sworn by name of Heaven above

And I think back to when I played that game with you
We promised a love forever true
I just wish I'd known how long forever would last

And I try
God knows how hard I try
How I try and try to say goodbye
To my shadows, shadows of the past

So I'll collect my gear and pack my bags
Shut my doors and lower my flags
But if you ever decide you want to come back
I'm yours
I'm yours
I'm yours
Yours for the asking

My shadows, my shadows of the past
How long will they last
My shadows, shadows of the past
My shadows, my shadows of the past
How long will they last
My shadows, shadows of the past

Tormented
And haunted by bittersweet memories that jar the senses with images so real
I have to reach out some times
Expecting you to still be there

It all comes back...
The scent of your perfume
The touch of soft cotton as it clings to your body
Gently, almost caressing
A single bead of perspiration as it inches its way slowly down your neck

Then just as suddenly
I'm left alone
With nothing other than shadows of you to fill my desperate hours

My shadows.... my shadows...