Count the Red Cars
Perhaps I've loved the road too long, my suitcase lost as me
Every town has got its magic
But it's just a town, you see
Another place to sing in, another frightened crowd
Will they love me? Will they see me?
Will I sing too long, too loud?
As I hide behind my confidence I drink a toast to home
If I knew where I was toasting then I wouldn't feel alone
Hair shines with careful brilliance
Reflects the dress that I designed
So many towns, so many songs, so many games to pass the time
Count the red cars, count the lunch bars
Count the buses, count the beer
Count the freeways, count the cafes, count the wish that you were here
Count the cities, count the countries, count the yet another plane
Count the why can't I stop loving you?
What's your girlfriend's name?
What's your girlfriend's name?
Yet another club tonight, a place to bare my soul
Another bass drum plays a wrong beat and I think I've got a cold
There's an ice-cream stand at the end of the pier
That would really blow your mind
But it's no fun tasting loneliness so I think I'll stick to wine
Perhaps you'll see me on TV, perhaps I'm singing just for you
Perhaps you'll see me in six thousand weeks and that'll have to do
Count the red cars, count the lunch bars
Count the buses count the beers
Count the freeways, count the cafes, count the wish that you were here
Count the cities, count the countries, count the yet another plane
Count the why can't I stop loving you?
What's your girlfriend's name?
What's your girlfriend's name?
As I light another cigarette it burns away the pain
So I'll sing a song to solitude too complex to explain
And then I'll hide inside the melody and cry behind the smile
But I'll sparkle in the spotlight, sing the songs that you compile
I'm in career-infested waters and I wish that I could swim
I'll pretend I am what I pretend and start to count again
Count the red cars, count the lunch bars
Count the buses, count the beer
Count the freeways, count the cafes, count the wish that you were here
Count the cities, count the countries, count the yet another plane
Count the why can't I stop loving you?
What's your girlfriend's name?
What's your girlfriend's name?
Every town has got its magic
But it's just a town, you see
Another place to sing in, another frightened crowd
Will they love me? Will they see me?
Will I sing too long, too loud?
As I hide behind my confidence I drink a toast to home
If I knew where I was toasting then I wouldn't feel alone
Hair shines with careful brilliance
Reflects the dress that I designed
So many towns, so many songs, so many games to pass the time
Count the red cars, count the lunch bars
Count the buses, count the beer
Count the freeways, count the cafes, count the wish that you were here
Count the cities, count the countries, count the yet another plane
Count the why can't I stop loving you?
What's your girlfriend's name?
What's your girlfriend's name?
Yet another club tonight, a place to bare my soul
Another bass drum plays a wrong beat and I think I've got a cold
There's an ice-cream stand at the end of the pier
That would really blow your mind
But it's no fun tasting loneliness so I think I'll stick to wine
Perhaps you'll see me on TV, perhaps I'm singing just for you
Perhaps you'll see me in six thousand weeks and that'll have to do
Count the red cars, count the lunch bars
Count the buses count the beers
Count the freeways, count the cafes, count the wish that you were here
Count the cities, count the countries, count the yet another plane
Count the why can't I stop loving you?
What's your girlfriend's name?
What's your girlfriend's name?
As I light another cigarette it burns away the pain
So I'll sing a song to solitude too complex to explain
And then I'll hide inside the melody and cry behind the smile
But I'll sparkle in the spotlight, sing the songs that you compile
I'm in career-infested waters and I wish that I could swim
I'll pretend I am what I pretend and start to count again
Count the red cars, count the lunch bars
Count the buses, count the beer
Count the freeways, count the cafes, count the wish that you were here
Count the cities, count the countries, count the yet another plane
Count the why can't I stop loving you?
What's your girlfriend's name?
What's your girlfriend's name?
Credits
Writer(s): Zane Cronje, Penny Croft
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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