You've been pleading far too long
For me to understand
And everything provided
Left you with empty hands
A broom won't change the tide
Your ship is bound to wreck
Your running out of time too fast
To try to break your neck
But if all these things are lessons
Then maybe I should count my blessings
Maybe I should count my
Maybe I should count my blessings
Maybe I should count my
Maybe I should count my blessings
Maybe I should count my
Maybe I should count my blessings
Maybe I should count my
Maybe I should count my
If your pining for what's gone
A product of neglect
I was never really in your dreams
So swallow your regrеt