A D When the night stops pushing up the dayA E When the miles drop me on the open planesA D When I’ve lost grace with the lady of the dawnA E F#m You’re what I’m counting onA E A You’re what I’m counting onA D Where the hounds run and track me in my sleepA E When I can’t trust the company I keepA D When I’ve pushed past the point of pressing onA E F#m You’re what I’m counting onA E A You’re what I’m counting onA D I’m throwing stonesA D Up at your windowA D I’m casting shadowsA D Upon your doorA D Where the bombs break right outside my doorA E And I can’t shake the onset of my warsA D When the stakes are raised and we hold the hand we’ve drawnA E You’re what I’m counting onA D I’m throwing stonesA D Up at your windowA D I’m casting shadowsA D Upon your door
Counting On
John Mark McMillan
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