Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
Colin Blunstone
It would take a month of Sundays to understand her now
Lord knows I'll make it one day and I hope he tells me how
It seems impossible with strangest thoughts coming true
And a shadow of a doubt just crossed my mind kind of right on cue
I'd a shadow of a doubt last night when you walked into view
What could I do?
Company compelling, the drink went to my head
Conversation trivia, don't ask me what I said
Could it be impure coincidence, the moisture in your eye?
But a shadow of a doubt just crossed my mind when you said hi
And a shadow of a doubt reminds how ever hard I've tried
How hard I tried
What's past is history, I never wish to read
You're the very last thing I want, the first thing that I need
What kind of spirit made me feel that warm inside?
When a shadow of a doubt appeared to wash away my pride
And a shadow of a doubt was here when you stood by my side
Right by my side
What's past is history, I never wish to read
You're the very last thing I want, the first thing that I need
The nosy next-door neighbours would've laughed if they could see
That mutual acquaintance introducing you to me
Never dreamed that you'd be there or I'd have stayed away
Yet that shadow of a doubt had grown much stronger that day
And a shadow of a doubt won't let me go, what can I say?
What can I say?
What can I say?
What can I say?
Shadow of a Doubt was written by Pete Wingfield.
Shadow of a Doubt was produced by Chris White.