Count mistakes on your fingers and toes Your chances are running out Going back to where you were when you started without knowing how Impatience and misfortune excel inside me You are hiding in the shadow of who you used to be Do you count down the hours Like I count your wilting flowers? Your subconscious is a guilty child starved out of his mind Punching the ceiling out of time with his own cries I've seen you in the best light and we thrive in the night Weighing a lifetime full of innocence against the darkest of times Do you count down the hours Like I count your wilting flowers? Where have you gone? I've been lost so long Where have you gone? I've been lost so long Do you count down the hours Like I count your wilting flowers?