Count to Ten 歌词

	On a bus and staring out, and all these people move without
	A clue
	I have the time to wonder if, it matters much and all of this
	Is beautiful
	We bring up children hoping they, will grow up to do good some day
	Like us
	But what’s the point why should they try? We’re all the same we laugh and cry
	And when it reaches for our door,
	the rich will lie cold like the poor,
	Each moment spent for good or not,
	And all the lovely things we’ve got,
	The sweetest child, the world’s worst jerk,
	The pointless jobs and heart-filled work,
	And all awards and talents lost,
	we all are blank and so the cost of life is…
	(one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…ten)
	I wonder how the ones survive, believe in only what’s alive
	Why wait?
	I hope my joy will help me when, I close my eyes and count to ten..
	I’m gone.
	And when it reaches for our door,
	the rich will lie cold like the poor,
	Each moment spent for good or not,
	And all the lovely things we’ve got,
	The sweetest child, the world’s worst jerk,
	The pointless jobs and heart-filled work,
	And all awards and talents lost,
	we all are blank and so the cost of life is, the cost of life is…
	(one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…ten)

	On a bus and staring out, and all these people move without
	A clue
	I have the time to wonder if, it matters much and all of this
	Is beautiful
	We bring up children hoping they, will grow up to do good some day
	Like us
	But what' s the point why should they try? We' re all the same we laugh and cry
	And when it reaches for our door,
	the rich will lie cold like the poor,
	Each moment spent for good or not,
	And all the lovely things we' ve got,
	The sweetest child, the world' s worst jerk,
	The pointless jobs and heartfilled work,
	And all awards and talents lost,
	we all are blank and so the cost of life is
	one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine ten
	I wonder how the ones survive, believe in only what' s alive
	Why wait?
	I hope my joy will help me when, I close my eyes and count to ten..
	I' m gone.
	And when it reaches for our door,
	the rich will lie cold like the poor,
	Each moment spent for good or not,
	And all the lovely things we' ve got,
	The sweetest child, the world' s worst jerk,
	The pointless jobs and heartfilled work,
	And all awards and talents lost,
	we all are blank and so the cost of life is, the cost of life is
	one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine ten

	On a bus and staring out, and all these people move without
	A clue
	I have the time to wonder if, it matters much and all of this
	Is beautiful
	We bring up children hoping they, will grow up to do good some day
	Like us
	But what' s the point why should they try? We' re all the same we laugh and cry
	And when it reaches for our door,
	the rich will lie cold like the poor,
	Each moment spent for good or not,
	And all the lovely things we' ve got,
	The sweetest child, the world' s worst jerk,
	The pointless jobs and heartfilled work,
	And all awards and talents lost,
	we all are blank and so the cost of life is
	one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine ten
	I wonder how the ones survive, believe in only what' s alive
	Why wait?
	I hope my joy will help me when, I close my eyes and count to ten..
	I' m gone.
	And when it reaches for our door,
	the rich will lie cold like the poor,
	Each moment spent for good or not,
	And all the lovely things we' ve got,
	The sweetest child, the world' s worst jerk,
	The pointless jobs and heartfilled work,
	And all awards and talents lost,
	we all are blank and so the cost of life is, the cost of life is
	one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine ten

YouTube搜索结果 (转至YouTube)