Count On You - Autoerotique

Sometimes, I feel like throwing my hands up in the air

I know I can count on you

Sometimes, I feel like saying, «Lord, I just don’t care»

But you’ve got the love I need to see me through

Sometimes, I feel like throwing my hands up in the air

I know I can count on you

Sometimes, I feel like saying, «Lord, I just don’t care»

But you’ve got the love I need to see me through

Sometimes, it seems the going is just too rough

And things go wrong no matter what I do

Now and then, it seems that life is just too much

But you’ve got the love I need to see me through