Count Slow

well there's minutes in seconds
and hours in minutes
its just how you look at the clock
and if feelings could change the world
well this clock
should've already stopped
I'm racing the sunsets
stalling the moon
saving my starlight in vain
and if something could change this world
it'd be you
soothing the beat

but now
time pulls you out of this place
and I'm watching you pass me by
with hardly a trace
and I'm losing the race

well we all wish we were number one
and that's not the way it goes
so I don't have to be number one
to say that I care
its sweeter as long as you know

well I'll be the bitter
you'll be the sweet
we'll mix it around for a drink
and if nothing can change our world
well we'll see
that it quenches the thirst

but now
time pulls me out of your grace
and I'm watching you pass me by
with hardly a taste
and I'm losing the race

well we all wish we were number one
and that's not the way it goes
so I don't have to be number one
to say that I care
its sweeter as long as you know

count slow
count slow
count slow
count slow

yeah its sweeter
its sweeter as long as you know