Speranza
1927
me and my shadow,
strolling down the avenue,
me and my shadow,
not a soul to tell our troubles to . . .
and when it’s twelve o’clock,
we climb the stair,
we never knock,
for nobody’s there . . .
just me and my shadow,
all alone and feelin’ blue . . .
and when it’s twelve o’clock,
we climb the stair,
we never knock,
for nobody’s there . . .
just me and my shadow,
all alone and feelin’ blue.
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