When it’s late at night
and you’re all alone
don’t give into that lie
that your waiting heart ain't good enough
for the man you love just to call
and say I’m fine.
Honey, I’m fine.

To hear the words
said soft and low:
Honey, I love you, you know
but I done you wrong
and you’re feeling bad
so I’ll try to be a better man.
But the phone don’t ring.
No, the phone don’t ring.

So you’re holding on again,
As the passing cars and the city lights
throw shadows on the wall.
You're in that shadow,
that Shadowdance again,
And it never,
no it never seems to end.

You once were told
that the human heart
has a world that goes unknown,
till sorrow unveils its shadow terrain
where we dance the nights alone
and we face ourselves
with the choices made.

You search the dark
with the light of hope
for the one that you once held
that he soon return to your waiting heart.
But you know the light will fade
in the Shadowdance.
And yet still you dance.

So you’re holding on again
As the city lights and the passing cars
throw shadows on the wall
You are in that shadow
that Shadowdance again
And it never,
no it never seems to end.