Counting

(albüm: Motels - 1979)

Every night I sit home alone
Sitting by my radio
I'm just hoping that something good will come on
But it never does
Hours away back in the street
Sally's out with some man she's met
She is just hoping that something good will come along
But it never does

I'm still hoping
That someone could tell me
I sit here praying that somebody knows
I keep on wishing that some could tell me
Exactly what I'm gonna do

So late at night
I make up games
I try to make the silence play
What harm could it do
Sometimes I try and call you
I seen 'em come I seen 'em go
Some are faster now some not so
You know Sally she ain't a bit of fun anymore

I'm still hoping
Hopi' someone could tell me
I sit here praying that somebody knows
I keep on wishing that someone could tell me
Exactly what I'm going though

So every night I'm home alone
Just sitting by my radio
Just hoping that something good will come along
But it never does

I'm still hoping that someone could tell me
I sit here praying that somebody knows
I keep on wishing that someone could tell me
Exactly what I'm doing here