counting houses
All these eyes from the side under blue lights
Making you confused I'm selfish, I know
That now's not the time, sure they wouldn't mind
If you'd wanna leave and follow me home
I know you'll be alright and I promise
You'll never have to get used to the cold
'Cause luckily I know some places well insulated, so
Into the city as we walked out the door
Removed your jacket and the silence you wore
That's all I ever ask you for, oh, no
Counting houses on the street where we lay
Devoid of color and too neatly arranged
A scene we painted anyway, no, oh
No, whoa, oh, no, no, no, oh, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no
You know, we could frame it and hang it up on the wall
When the leaves start to fall in the autumn
All that we sought will start to unfold
We can move to the sea like we wanted, out of the forest into a home
With pillow cases in shades that you're fond of
Tiles in the hallway made out of gold
Eventually we'll have a place and well insulated, so
Into the city as we walked out the door
Removed your jacket and the silence you wore
That's all I ever asked you for, oh, no
Counting houses on the street where we lay
Devoid of color and too neatly arranged
A scene we painted anyway (no, oh, oh)
Let them cast their doubt
We can live without
All their thoughts around
And we've been through it now
Patience has run out
We'll prevail somehow
Into the city as we walked out the door
Removed your jacket and the silence you wore
That's all I ever asked you for, oh no
Counting houses on the street where we lay
Devoid of color and too neatly arranged
A scene we painted anyway (no, oh)
No, whoa, oh, no, no, no, oh, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no
You know, we could frame it and hang it up on the wall
Oh, no, no, no, whoa, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no
You know, we could frame it and hang it up on the wall
Making you confused I'm selfish, I know
That now's not the time, sure they wouldn't mind
If you'd wanna leave and follow me home
I know you'll be alright and I promise
You'll never have to get used to the cold
'Cause luckily I know some places well insulated, so
Into the city as we walked out the door
Removed your jacket and the silence you wore
That's all I ever ask you for, oh, no
Counting houses on the street where we lay
Devoid of color and too neatly arranged
A scene we painted anyway, no, oh
No, whoa, oh, no, no, no, oh, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no
You know, we could frame it and hang it up on the wall
When the leaves start to fall in the autumn
All that we sought will start to unfold
We can move to the sea like we wanted, out of the forest into a home
With pillow cases in shades that you're fond of
Tiles in the hallway made out of gold
Eventually we'll have a place and well insulated, so
Into the city as we walked out the door
Removed your jacket and the silence you wore
That's all I ever asked you for, oh, no
Counting houses on the street where we lay
Devoid of color and too neatly arranged
A scene we painted anyway (no, oh, oh)
Let them cast their doubt
We can live without
All their thoughts around
And we've been through it now
Patience has run out
We'll prevail somehow
Into the city as we walked out the door
Removed your jacket and the silence you wore
That's all I ever asked you for, oh no
Counting houses on the street where we lay
Devoid of color and too neatly arranged
A scene we painted anyway (no, oh)
No, whoa, oh, no, no, no, oh, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no
You know, we could frame it and hang it up on the wall
Oh, no, no, no, whoa, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no
You know, we could frame it and hang it up on the wall
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Writer(s): Luz Corrigan, Alex O Shaughnessy
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