I say let’s count:
How many times a day, a night,
a year a heart beats.
I wonder in how many of those it meets
A happy place.
Thus it I would embrace
Even if those were very few.
Or else I should learn to sew
Myself a different life contour?
My sweet rainbow, my sweetest lullaby
I stopped today to tell you why
I’ve missed the days when you and I
We were running in this world
Tell me, should I feel old?
I say let’s count:
How many times a day, a night,
a year my heart beats
On the thought of you…
Then I would learn I do not
Have to change a thing!