You can count out in whispersnKeep measure of time and space for daysnFor all your working out of figuresnI'll be cursed to lay awakennWhen your best days come and gonAnd those desperate fears take holdnYou'll praynnBut your prayers fall on deaf ears tonight, my lovenYou keep reaching farther and faster for something morennYou said no more words permittednOnly shadow's play could ever persuadenNow the darkness falls all around younSuffer to know your cold heart's to blamennWhen your best days come and gonAnd those desperate fears take holdnYou'll praynnBut your prayers fall on deaf ears tonight, my lovenYou keep reaching farther and faster for something more