Count The Ways III

Breeze blowing through my hair, plate full of sushi Paloma in my hand, the weather is heavenly Took me 40 years to come down to Mexico My plane leaves tomorrow and I'm not gonna go I'll be poolside, tell everyone I'll miss them Find me a chill job, make an honest living Gonna lay down, listen to the waves hit the beach Maybe in my next life, in our travels, we'll meet. Sitting here counting the ways, yeah Counting the ways, yeah Sitting here counting the ways, yeah Counting the ways It's 4 in the morning, can't believe that I'm here They hand me this baby, now I'm filled with fear I don't remember, one thing from those classes Couple days later, back home, meet the parents I came running, every time that you cried So many pictures, those moments flew by Started walking and talking, becoming you Fear I feel as you grow up, you have no clue We argue about, those things that don't matter Try to be patient but I just get madder Why don't you listen and save me the trouble But before it's bedtime you ask me to hug you I hope I'm not, screwing up your childhood Where you won't function, cause something I did to you Want what's best for you, nothing above you My daughter my world, I'll always love you. Sitting here counting the ways, yeah Counting the ways, yeah Sitting here counting the ways, yeah Counting the ways 20 years together, I'm still not worthy One day you'll wake up and realize I'm nerdy I'm whiny, most the time, I'm somewhere in my head You'll leave me, marry rich, be better off instead You stay, even though, you're married, to a dreamer Which doesn't pay the bills but you're still a believer Yesterday you were mad 'cause I didn't want to fight Argue to this day, most the time, you were right I said most of the time, it's a small thing Knew when I met you, I'd get you a wedding ring Some people still searching, some prefer single Got you by my side when I have to mingle When life's too much, you are my shelter If I'm ranting and raving, you make me feel better When my time comes, I hope that I go first I refuse to be here without you on this Earth. Sitting here counting the ways, yeah Counting the ways, yeah Sitting here counting the ways, yeah Counting the ways Paloma in my hand, writing these lyrics Tired from the day but I have willing spirit Know I gotta work, but this art, it comes first They won't discuss my job when it's time for a hearse So yeah, friends? They come and they go And sometimes your family you don't wish to know When I lay down at night, with a smile on my face I know in my heart that I'm in the right place. Sitting here counting the ways, yeah Counting the ways, yeah Sitting here counting the ways, yeah Counting the ways.