Counting On Me - Howie Day

I see your face in the sun by a streetlight

By the colors that glow in my eyes

And I see them burning bright

And I know where I’m supposed to be

Counting on me, you’re counting on me

You’ve got me tied by the wrist, by the shoulder

By the blood that runs under my skin

And I see my hands turn white

And I know that I won’t get free

You’re counting on me, you’re counting on me

Counting on me, counting on me

I never knew that I could be this way before

Like I was living in your hallway

And you opened the door, opened the door

And I can feel a change will come in our love, love

And I can feel a change will come now

Tell me you find, tell me you find it here

You’re counting on me, you’re counting on me

Can you count on me?

You’re counting on me

And I know that I won’t, yes, I know that I won’t

Now I know that I won’t get free