Counting to Sleep

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4 Consequence can bear resemblance To a swinging door The way I'm acting is ridiculous Like a dog in heat – following and sniffing your tail What is wrong with me? I know, I know Cos your'e a delicate feather that swings in the air It's a vision I carousel... Sorry if I stare And I have to be careful you're a Bubble in my hand So we stole a car for some release But we didn't get far – cos I couldn't drive And I made up words for some release Cos all we could say was gibberish slurs And I distanced myself for some release Then developed my love for you, when I couldn't sleep Uh whoa, whoa When I couldn't sleep Uh whoa, whoa, oh-oh, no no Counting 1, 2, 3, 4 The times I couldn't breathe when I kissed you Wanting more and more I never felt this way before Really something new Or really something deliciously dangerous And it's only you But you're wild, you're wild And your'e a delicate feather that swings in the air It's a vision I carousel... Sorry if I stare I have to be careful you're a Bubble in my hand So we stole a car for some release But we didn't get far – cos I couldn't drive And I made up words for some release Cos all we could say was gibberish slurs And I distanced myself for some release Then developed my love for you, when I couldn't sleep Uh whoa, uh whoa When I couldn't sleep Uh whoa, whoa, whoa, oh When I couldn't sleep at night When I couldn't sleep at night When I couldn't sleep at night When I couldn't sleep at night When I couldn't sleep at night When I couldn't sleep at night When I couldn't sleep at night When I when I when I when I-I