B Hyphen - Count The Ways III

Breeze blowing through my hair, plate full of sushi
Paloma in my hand, the weather is heavenly
Took me 40 years to come down to Mexico
My plane leaves tomorrow and I'm not gonna go
I'll be poolside, tell everyone I'll miss them
Find me a chill job, make an honest living
Gonna lay down, listen to the waves hit the beach
Maybe in my next life, in our travels, we'll meet.
Sitting here counting the ways, yeah
Counting the ways, yeah
Sitting here counting the ways, yeah
Counting the ways
It's 4 in the morning, can't believe that I'm here
They hand me this baby, now I'm filled with fear
I don't remember, one thing from those classes
Couple days later, back home, meet the parents
I came running, every time that you cried
So many pictures, those moments flew by
Started walking and talking, becoming you
Fear I feel as you grow up, you have no clue
We argue about, those things that don't matter
Try to be patient but I just get madder
Why don't you listen and save me the trouble
But before it's bedtime you ask me to hug you
I hope I'm not, screwing up your childhood
Where you won't function, cause something I did to you
Want what's best for you, nothing above you
My daughter my world, I'll always love you.
Sitting here counting the ways, yeah
Counting the ways, yeah
Sitting here counting the ways, yeah
Counting the ways
20 years together, I'm still not worthy
One day you'll wake up and realize I'm nerdy
I'm whiny, most the time, I'm somewhere in my head
You'll leave me, marry rich, be better off instead
You stay, even though, you're married, to a dreamer
Which doesn't pay the bills but you're still a believer
Yesterday you were mad 'cause I didn't want to fight
Argue to this day, most the time, you were right
I said most of the time, it's a small thing
Knew when I met you, I'd get you a wedding ring
Some people still searching, some prefer single
Got you by my side when I have to mingle
When life's too much, you are my shelter
If I'm ranting and raving, you make me feel better
When my time comes, I hope that I go first
I refuse to be here without you on this Earth.
Sitting here counting the ways, yeah
Counting the ways, yeah
Sitting here counting the ways, yeah
Counting the ways
Paloma in my hand, writing these lyrics
Tired from the day but I have willing spirit
Know I gotta work, but this art, it comes first
They won't discuss my job when it's time for a hearse
So yeah, friends? They come and they go
And sometimes your family you don't wish to know
When I lay down at night, with a smile on my face
I know in my heart that I'm in the right place.
Sitting here counting the ways, yeah
Counting the ways, yeah
Sitting here counting the ways, yeah
Counting the ways.

Written by:
Kelen Conley

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