Count to Six and Come Back（版本 2）

Verse 1

I woke up on a Tuesday to your old clock on the wall

Sixty seconds gone before I heard the floorboards creak at all

Your boots were leaning by the door where you left them last

And I could smell your cologne like it would never pass

You said 'count to six and come back' like that was a spell

I counted slow in every quiet room of this house where we fell

One, two, three, four, five, but you were gone by then

So I'm still counting, counting till the day begins

Pre-Chorus

Tell me what comes next when there's nothing left to keep

Is it a highway humming or just another empty bed

Do you hear my heartbeat pounding like it's calling back

Or is it just my chest that knows where your shadow used to stack

Chorus

Count to six and come back

Count to six and never look back

I'll count the seconds out loud like I'm trying to find

You in every single one of these minutes left behind

Verse 2

The kitchen light was flickering when you walked right out the door

And I thought I'd lost my compass, but your scent stayed on the floor

Your momma used to say that time would heal this ache in our chest

But what she didn't tell me is how it's possible for a heartbeat to nest

In another man's arms or under starlight far from here

Or how it could keep counting long after you disappear

Pre-Chorus

Tell me what comes next when there's nothing left to keep

Is it a highway humming or just another empty bed

Do you hear my heartbeat pounding like it's calling back

Or is it just my chest that knows where your shadow used to stack

Chorus

Count to six and come back

Count to six and never look back

I'll count the seconds out loud like I'm trying to find

You in every single one of these minutes left behind

Bridge

Maybe you're counting too in some sun-up state of mind

Maybe we're both chasing down that same lost time

Maybe this isn't goodbye, maybe it's just us taking turns

Stealing moments back from the hours when you turned to leave and walked out in the dark

So I'll keep on counting slow like a prayer that never ends

Hoping someday your name will pop up in my head again

That we can trade the miles for coffee cups and worn-out jeans

And prove that love can turn around in a heartbeat, if we want to see

Chorus

Count to six and come back

Count to six and never look back

I'll count the seconds out loud like I'm trying to find

You in every single one of these minutes left behind