They Say Counting Stars
You Play The Part Of A Soul Missin′ 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 Ya
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
I 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

(In My Room)