A
Don't believe another song could ever change the world.
A
Don't believe that little boys grow up to be little girls.
D
Don't believe the wishing ever really made it so
A
Don't believe you loved me you don't tell me any more
CB/GA
Don't believe that suicide could ever open up any doors
A
Can't count on my lucky star I don't know where its at
A
Can't count on my fingers I got more sence than that
D
Can't count on my money, it all goes to pay the rent.
A
Can't count on philosphers, they don't know what they meant
CG
There's a time for couting one by one
A
a time for counting whats been spent
Chorus:
AEDA
Some people live their lives like they're on number nine
AEDA
But I'm gonna be around for a long, long time.
A
I see a stately temple standing in a trance,
I see the saints of God breaking into dance!
D
I see a band of angels running up and down the stairs
A
I see a thousand sparrows loating in the air
DB/GA
I see a love sick savior and I can see the scars that he wears
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