Counting the Days - The Sound

There’s an ocean of tears,

The years before our happiness

And moving mountains into the ocean

Won’t make that sadness any less

Counting the days towards our new construction,

Moving mountains by compulsion,

The impulse that shock’s us out of our long time decision,

I’m counting the days before our love.

So far apart in so many ways

Like the way five hours feels like forever,

It’s in our hands to make our stands

And move these continents together

He was with you like she was with me,

More than a best friend, a guiding light

But lessons learned and now we have to burn

Our fires in the night, cross the ocean of tears

Before moving mountains disappear