It's the thing about counting
You could hypothetically continue
For days and year and lifetimes
But for what?
This song that I sing
Echoes inside of me
Most can't hear a thing
But that's enough for me
I know what I did
Just don't count me out
I was just a kid
Thought I'd lost my dreams
Somewhere between pain and lonely
But that just what seems
Cause I'm lonely
So don't count me out this time
I couldn't bear it if you did
Just count your fingers
I was just a kid
I rest on the ground
Look up at the stars in the sky
As I count, I make not a sound
And let my thoughts fly to the sky
I said don't count me out
You know what I did
Just leave it where it is
I was just a kid
I smile now, just because
Amazes me that I hate the me
That I used to be, but what was
Is no long who I see as me
Oh don't count me out
Cause I know what I did
And it's not me anymore
I was just a kid
Back to talking about counting
It happens one after the other after the other
You have to count on something
Why not count on me?
by: dRew
written: January 19, 2008
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