This year, next year, sometime, never
Paper dreams tied up with bits of string
Darkness comes, flowers grow
No one knows, I start counting
I start counting

Sitting by myself in a secret
Chasing thoughts through rainbows in my mind
Changing time, tomorrow′s dream
In between I start counting

Counting, yes I do
Counting, counting, counting, counting, counting

Ooh, ooh
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve etc

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