They give me 81 years here
Fifty-hour weeks, workhorse
I smile about thirteen minutes a day
Take vacation every other summer
Have 1.5 kids on average
And forty-five thousand gross a year
Is that all that counts?
Somehow I can't feel it
Numbers were never my thing, yeah
And whenever the day rushes past me
I realize how much I miss you
I think everything that counts
Can't be counted
The wristwatch counted every step
Says I should walk faster or it'll be too late
And reminds me to take a sip of water
Looked for the word "meaning" seven times
And Amazon recommends this book to me
But where's the meaning if we don't see each other?
Is that all that counts?
Somehow I can't feel it
Numbers were never my thing, yeah
And whenever the day rushes past me
I realize how much I miss you
I think everything that counts
Can't be counted
They broke me down to
Six senses and 212 bones
Tell me, when the heart stops beating, who calculates the value?
They broke me down
To thirty trillion cells and 212 bones
But that one heart beats and longs for more
Is that all that counts?
Somehow I can't feel it
Numbers were never my thing, yeah
And whenever the day rushes past me
I realize how much I miss you
I think everything that counts
Can't be counted
And whenever the day rushes past me
I realize how much I miss you
I think everything that counts
Can't be counted