There are things that are so clear And pretend that everything is alright While you try to make believe That there ain't nothing wrong You can't count
be raining At least until Wednesday, but I pay no mind The wonder of it all Caught up in the everlasting fall Watch the years roll by Counting shooting stars
crazy love of mine Wraps around my heart Refusing to unwind Ooooo, crazy love, ahh-haaa I count the stars in a summer sky That fall without a sound And then pretend
. I'm not seeking shelter from no God-forsaken storm, Just lay with me tonight and keep me warm. Freckles on your arms, I pretend they're stars, And
, far beyond these city lights And i've been counting all the weeks, and every day that passes by And all that I can do is lie here and pretend you're
I'm the original American boy Love you baby, with all my heart Ten times better than those movie stars What you see, is what you are I'm no James Dean
0 and liable To get the gun buckin at 5-0, I'm tribal I'm from a place where the *niggas* are jelly And pretend to be your friend and put one your belly
just been here too long to pretend Feeling so small You stretch out beyond me There comes a time when all I'm feeling Everything belongs to you I was counting
So I'll just sit here, pretend to count the stars Just like we did on your dorm room floor Staring at the ceiling and knowing this couldn't get much
make it, but y'all wasn't feelin' me Niggas said I was just dreamin', oh yeah, well pinch me Cause these money stacks look hella real Every time I count
't wear you out cause your solid gold Cigarettes, old regrets they can't compete With where we are now counting stars and all the cars out on the street
I 'm alone. You hear me calling as you swim against the tide. Some stars are falling I invite you for a ride. The fall does matters but collision is what counts
Only Be Through With These Distractions. I'll Fond The Peaceful Place Far A Way From The Noise Of A Busy Day Where We Can Spend Our Nights Counting Shooting Stars
tug of war within we talk of endlessness we cry to purge our sins atoned to rebegin, eliminate the scars fuck the sky or merely count the stars with every
there's a will there's a way And there's a will alright I close my eyes and count to ten And when i open them again I want you to pretend that when
long time But it's over now Yes and you, yeah you walk these lonely streets and people stare People stare There are some fools that just count in and I do pretend