Counting the days
Counting the days
I'm still looking and couldn't find
But baby I think I barely know
The farther I go, the lesson I learn
I don't want to find my way back home
Just another way, just another way I keep on finding more
Just another day, just another way I keep on looming doors
A soulful face is looking back at me
I'm turning quick, loosing my pulse
A soulful face is looking back at me
I'm turning quick, loosing my pulse
The stare on ice on the pond front door
Whether I believe in me alone
Whether I believe in me alone
Everybody says I've got to see what's on my mind (mind)
But how do I stave that I'm leaving using my way, everyday
The farther I go, the lesson I learn
I don't want to find my way back home
A soulful face is looking back at me
I'm turning quick, loosing my pulse
A soulful face is looking back at me
I'm turning quick, loosing my pulse
The stare on ice on the pond front door
Whether I believe in me alone
Whether I believe in me alone
Counting the days
Counting the days...
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