Lyrics by Kat Edmonson
Searching for something to which I can relate
Standing in a long line at the third departure gate
You’re first or you’re last
It’s still hurry up and wait
Crossing the ocean ain’t no ordinary thing
Five thousand miles on a gigantic missile with wings
One minute to take-off and the captain bell dings…
I’ve got three
three decades as Sue and Jim’s daughter
And it’s been four years
Four years I’ve been singing in the halls
And we’ve shared two
Two anniversaries together
But who’s counting, Babe?
Who’s counting the tallies on the wall?
Who’s counting, Baby?
Who’s counting anything at all?
We try to be right, we try to be good, and we try to be strong
It’s never enough, it’s always too much, and there’s still something wrong
And yet in the meantime, we just keep moving along
It’s been one
One entire life of miscalculations
And so many times
So many times that I’ve dropped the ball
But we don’t know
How many days we have here that we’re not promised
So who’s counting, Babe?
Who’s counting the things that might befall?
Who’s counting, Baby?
Who’s counting anything at all?
©2014 Edmonsongs (ASCAP)