Counting Horses

If you've found your way o.k.

There is one thing left to say

I would love to hear your pretty voice just singing choruses

Time has done all it can do tearing parts of me and you

I would love to see you sitting smiling pacifying

Crying just passing the time

You're losing the reason that you need to be alive

Never mind that sound again when it comes around again

Will you run for cover cash it in or think it over?

Nothing could give you the slip oceans drinking from your lips

Eyes as tall as mountains never sleeping

Crying just passing the time

You're losing the reason that you need to be alive