Wherever I go you are soon behind
My little shadow, not hard to find.
At the foot of the bed, or in my arms
Your little black face, so full of charm.
Your paws are there, right as I’m typing
Pressing all the keys, boy was that frightening.
Wherever I go, your tail is thumping,
Against the wall so I know that you’re coming
You are my shadow and I am your person
I go, you go, of that I’m certain.