Counting To Sleep - Wallis Bird

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4

Consequence can bear resemblance

To a swinging door

The way I’m acting is ridiculous

Like a dog in heat — following and sniffing your tail

What is wrong with me?

I know, I know

Cos you’re a delicate feather that swings in the air

It’s a vision I carousel… Sorry if I stare

And I have to be careful you’re a

Bubble in my hand

So we stole a car for some release

But we didn’t get far — cos I couldn’t drive

And I made up words for some release

Cos all we could say was gibberish slurs

And I distanced myself for some release

Then developed my love for you, when I couldn’t sleep

Uh whoa, whoa

When I couldn’t sleep

Uh whoa, whoa, oh-oh, no no

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4

The times I couldn’t breathe when I kissed you

Wanting more and more

I never felt this way before

Really something new

Or really something deliciously dangerous

And it’s only you

But you’re wild, you’re wild

And your’e a delicate feather that swings in the air

It’s a vision I carousel… Sorry if I stare

I have to be careful you’re a

Bubble in my hand

So we stole a car for some release

But we didn’t get far — cos I couldn’t drive

And I made up words for some release

Cos all we could say was gibberish slurs

And I distanced myself for some release

Then developed my love for you, when I couldn’t sleep

Uh whoa, uh whoa

When I couldn’t sleep

Uh whoa, whoa, whoa, oh

When I couldn’t sleep at night

When I couldn’t sleep at night

When I couldn’t sleep at night

When I couldn’t sleep at night

When I couldn’t sleep at night

When I couldn’t sleep at night

When I couldn’t sleep at night

When I when I when I when I-I