Walking in my footsteps
Keeping with the beat  
Movements in its memory kept
As I walk the street.

In every facet of light that's known
It's always by my side.
With every movement ever shown
Does it dare try to hide.

It bothers some,
It doesn't bother me
It keeps its place
And lets me be.

Some try to deny
That it's there at all
They question why
You can't see it when darkness falls.

It's called a shadow to some of us,
To others, I do not know.
A controversy and a fuss
The subject starts to grow.

You see, my shadow is a reflection of God in me,
A reminder from above.
The greatest assurance there could ever be
That I'm always surrounded with love.