Game of Numbers
One cloudy morning you wake up
All feeling lonely and out of luck
You've lost your track
You spend your life while trying to
Determine how to spend your life
You can't decide
So you stay in your bed
You can hear the traffic driving someone else instead
In a rush to start counting minutes of the working day ahead
In a war with themselves and all those restless others
Life is not a game of numbers
One sunny evening right on cue
You realise you always knew
What you need to do
This purpose makes your heart ignite
Your eyes fill up with glowing light
The future's bright
Wide awake in your bed
You can hear the traffic driving someone else instead
In a rush to stop counting minutes and enjoy the day ahead
Stop the war with yourself and all the restless others
Life might be a game of numbers
Trying to make some sense
Of this complicated universe
Place your bets and stack the odds
It's just a game we like to play
One afternoon you're running late
So you decide to deviate, find a different way
She's never been to this part of town
She smiles at you – and you fall down
World spins around
Then you stay in your bed
You both hear the traffic driving someone else instead
In a rush to start counting minutes of the working day ahead
In a war with themselves and all those restless others
Life's about us taking chances
It could be your game of numbers
All feeling lonely and out of luck
You've lost your track
You spend your life while trying to
Determine how to spend your life
You can't decide
So you stay in your bed
You can hear the traffic driving someone else instead
In a rush to start counting minutes of the working day ahead
In a war with themselves and all those restless others
Life is not a game of numbers
One sunny evening right on cue
You realise you always knew
What you need to do
This purpose makes your heart ignite
Your eyes fill up with glowing light
The future's bright
Wide awake in your bed
You can hear the traffic driving someone else instead
In a rush to stop counting minutes and enjoy the day ahead
Stop the war with yourself and all the restless others
Life might be a game of numbers
Trying to make some sense
Of this complicated universe
Place your bets and stack the odds
It's just a game we like to play
One afternoon you're running late
So you decide to deviate, find a different way
She's never been to this part of town
She smiles at you – and you fall down
World spins around
Then you stay in your bed
You both hear the traffic driving someone else instead
In a rush to start counting minutes of the working day ahead
In a war with themselves and all those restless others
Life's about us taking chances
It could be your game of numbers
Credits
Writer(s): Dan Kert, Paul Love
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