Shadows of a thousand faces keep on turning in your mind

And forgotten names and places never really left behind

Is it your imagination seeking shelter from the rain

Or a lonesome conversation once again?

Shadows never point a finger at the things you say or do

Silently they seem to linger any way you may run to

Sharing every joy or torment, every laughter or despair

Facing you at any moment if you dare

Gentle hearts at once surrender what you didn't understand

Conquest of the night that's ended holding you with trembling hands

In a book a fall leaf-clover marks the days spent alone

Till she found that it was over long ago

Little things have lost thier meaning leaving only emptiness

Tender words and simple feelings never eased your angried hands

Yesterdays remain so certain and tomorrow's round the bend

Can you read the line that darkens on your hand?

Both ends of a candle burning shine so brightly for a while

Wrinkles of life reflecting in your smile

Shadows never point a finger at the things you say or do

Silently they seem to linger any way you may run to

Sharing every joy or torment, every laughter or despair

Facing you at any moment if you dare

Facing you at any moment if you dare