They say counting stars You play the part of a soul missing home Were you counting stars? 'Cause you packed your bags, had your heart set to roam
When you left for Georgia Said your friends didn't want you, but I swear I do Say what we are Time's not a problem, do you think we were Moving too fast?
Guess we weren't meant to last, can't move on from that And I don't have the words So I'll keep counting stars inside of my room Inside my room
