The Count

I Thought Since I Was Seven
That Why Means More Than How
I Don't Believe in Heaven
My Life Is Right Now

Come Put Your Arms Around Me
I Can't Count the Times You've Found Me

I See You Across the Table
You See My Eyes of Blue
Your Eyes Are Always Able
To See What I Need

Come Put Your Arms Around Me
I Can't Count the Times You've Found Me

Where I Go, You Go
Within Me Without You
And I Can't Find a Reason
Within Me to Doubt You

Come Put Your Arms Around Me
I Can't Count the Times You've Found Me

[repeat to Fade]