Nik Kershaw

I took an hundred and ten pictures of you
Put them all around me and wondered
what to do
Like a temple in memory,
a shrine in your name
To days I don't remember,
to nights I can't reclaim
I took a part of my life,
about eighteen years long
Pulled it all to pieces and tried to make a song
With a groove you could dance to, a tune you
could hum
I sung to my reflection, looking for the one
Man sees the boy in his eyes
Boy sees the man, singing:
Shine on
I thought you were gone
I thought you gave in
Deserted me long ago
Shine on
You're somebody's son
You're laughing again
You're letting the feeling grow
I took a hold of myself. It's not how I planned
Pulled myself together and acted like a man