So we wait beside the desert Nothing left to give away Naked as the Hanged Man's secrets Nothing left to do but pray You don't have to play the horses Life's a gamble all the same It don't take much to make you lose sight Of the object of the game Anyone

I keep reaching out for you Reaching out for you Nothing more to say Nothing left to break Nothing more to give Nothing left to take As you turn away Hoping you might stay As you turn away,