Counting Something Else

TITLE: "COUNTING SOMETHING ELSE"

Intro

Yeah...

Mm...

I used to count the numbers...

Now I count the moments.

Verse 1

Monday morning, six-fifteen,

Blue light shining from the screen.

Coffee black, shirt pressed clean,

Another week, another machine.

Train rolls in, doors slide wide,

Everybody's got somewhere to hide.

Boss says, "Targets, numbers, growth,"

I nod along and play the role.

By Friday night, the paycheck lands,

Little more money in my hands.

But Saturday comes, and I realize

I spent five days just trying to survive.

Pre-Chorus

Round and round,

Day by day,

Running fast

But getting nowhere.

I kept asking,

"What comes next?"

Till I finally

Asked myself...

CHORUS

What am I counting?

Money in the bank?

Cars in the driveway?

Names that know my name?

What am I building?

Something I can keep?

Or just a bigger number

While I'm losing sleep?

I don't wanna spend my whole life

Chasing what disappears.

I wanna have something to remember

When I look back at these years.

I'm counting something else.

Verse 2

My sister called on a Tuesday night,

Said, "You never visit, are you alright?"

I said, "I'm busy, I'll call you back,"

Then watched another week disappear like that.

My father's hair turned silver-gray,

I missed a few birthdays along the way.

Had the money to buy him anything,

But couldn't buy another conversation.

Used to think I'd need a bigger house,

Bigger car, bigger bank account.

Every time I got a little more,

I moved the finish line farther.

Pre-Chorus

Round and round,

Day by day,

Trading moments

For a someday.

I kept saying,

"Not just yet,"

Till I learned

What I could lose.

CHORUS

What am I counting?

Money in the bank?

Cars in the driveway?

Names that know my name?

What am I building?

Something I can keep?

Or just a bigger number

While I'm losing sleep?

I don't wanna spend my whole life

Chasing what disappears.

I wanna have something to remember

When I look back at these years.

I'm counting something else.

BRIDGE

If tomorrow takes the money,

Would I still know who I am?

If the spotlight disappears,

Would somebody hold my hand?

If the house is gone,

If the car won't start,

If the title disappears,

Who comes through the door?

That's the number

I wanna know.

FINAL CHORUS

Now I'm counting laughter,

Counting every face.

Counting all the ordinary moments

Money can't replace.

Counting Sunday mornings,

Counting roads we've known.

Counting every little memory

That made a house a home.

I don't wanna reach the end

With everything but time.

I wanna look around and say,

"That life was really mine."

Let the numbers keep on changing,

Let the seasons come and go.

I've got something worth protecting,

And now I finally know.

I'm counting something else...

OUTRO

Not the money...

Not the status...

Not the name...

The people...

The moments...

The memories...

That's the wealth.