Count the Saints - Foxes

If I close my eyes, will it come to life?

Is it something I’m dreaming of?

If a steady head doesn’t rule my heart

Will it lead me to somewhere happy enough?

And I’m a sorry soul in a sinful world

And you don’t get out alive

If I meet myself in a half way home

And I’ll remember all the things you said

Love isn’t always fair

But that’s no reason to be so cruel to me

Hold on to what is there

And count the saints

There’s a reason why I keep it all inside

To shield my hopes from the raining sky

And arrange it all into simple lines

To be a part of a world where love can reside

And the hopes I hold in my careful hands

Well they don’t get out alive

And I gave myself to an honest man

Who couldn’t keep his promises

Love isn’t always fair

But that’s no reason to be so cruel to me

Hold on to what is there

And count the saints

And count the saints

And count the saints

Love isn’t always fair

But that’s no reason to be so cruel to me

Hold on to what is there

And count the saints

And count the saints

And count the saints