"Held In The Shadows" lyrics

"Held In The Shadows"

Empty home, weeds overgrown
All alone, nothing to show
Face of a clown, tears are running dry
Life and love passing us by

Only one woman held in the shadows
One in a million, nothing else matters
I'll give you the moon bathed in gold
Earth to follow and I'll give you my soul

Carved in jade, forged in gold
Brand my heart with a love foretold
All alone, a love too strong
Love without end in a song of songs

Only one woman held in the shadows
One in a million, nothing else matters
I'll give you the moon bathed in gold
Earth to follow and I'll give you my soul

Burning through your heart
Bursting to break free
Rising like a flaming light
On a blazing sea

Only one woman held in the shadows
One in a million, nothing else matters
I'll give you the moon bathed in gold
Earth to follow and I'll give you my soul

Only one woman held in the shadows
One in a million, nothing else matters
I'll give you the moon bathed in gold
Earth to follow and I'll give you my soul


Writer(s): Stephen Hackett
album: "Surrender Of Silence" (2021)
Steve Hackett - Surrender Of Silence album cover
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