Counting Stars

Counting Stars

When I woke this morning

Had a lot on my mind

They say that dreamers got too much time

But counting stars

Well that...

Takes time

Yesterday I saw the priest

He was calling out to me

And he said son, where have you been?

When he knows I don’t believe

Won’t be coming in

Tomorrow I don’t know what

And I don’t really care to know

As long as, as long as I get by

You do your best and you...

Get by

Had a dream last night

And I don’t know why

I was counting stars, counting all the stars

All the stars in the sky

When I woke this morning

Had a lot on my mind

They say that dreamers got too much time

But counting stars

Well that...

Takes time

© 3/8/1998, William Grant Preston

Grant's Rants - Poetry