If I were to teach you to believe
I would begin from your shadow
With which I have nothing to do
It keeps me running again from you

If I were to teach you to believe
I would begin from your shadow
With which I have nothing to do
And I know you too have nothing to do

Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do

The truth my dear is the shadow
That follows me in the dark
With your love for me
It has nothing to do

The truth my dear is the shadow
That follows me in the dark
With your love for me
It has nothing to do
And I know you too have nothing to do

Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do

Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do