Lyrics Counting to Ten - MIST, Rick Treffers

Counting to Ten

I want to feel the change of seasons
I want it all I want it still
I want to grab before I’m leaving
I’m on the hunt for a last great thrill
I won’t hang on now
I’ve got to leave this place
Got to open up again
I’m not too fond of just repeating
Or simply do some remembering when
I’ve got to travel like I was a young kid
The more you tell me about being zen
I’ve got to know and feel what moves me
I’m sick and tired of counting to ten
I’m sick and tired of counting to ten
Slow it down
Live it now
Be sweet be sweet
You drown too fast
Breathe in breathe out
Hands and forth
Heading south is leaving north
Just look around
Hold it now
And hold your tongue
And lift your brow
Just slow it down
Just look around
Hold it now
Hold your tongue
Lift your brow
Slow it down live it now
Be sweet be sweet
Don’t drown too fast
Breathe in breathe out
Hands and forth
Heading south is leaving north
Just look around
Hold it now
And hold your tongue
And lift your brow