In My Room lyrics by Chance Peña. They say counting stars You play the part of a soul missin' home Were you counting stars? Cause you packed your bags, had...
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They say counting stars
You play the part of a soul missin' home
Were you counting stars?
Cause you packed your bags, had your heart set to roam
When you left for Georgia
Said your friends didn't want ya
But I swear I do
Say what we are
Time's not a problem, do you think we were moving too fast?
Guess we weren't meant to last
I can't move on from that and
I don't have the words
So I'll keep counting stars
Inside of my room
Inside my room
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