Counting Crows....Blue morning blue morning wrapped in strands of fist and bone....

curiosity kitten doesn't have to mean you're on your own, you can look outside your window, He doesn't have to know, we can talk awhile baby, we can take it nice and slow, all your life is such a shame shame shame, all your love is just a dream dream dream, are you happy when you're sleeping? does he keep you safe and warm? does he tell you when you're sorry? does he tell you when you're wrong? I've been watching you for hours, It's been years since we were born, we were perfect when we started, I've been wondering where we've gone, all your life is such a shame, shame, shame, all your love is just a dream, dream, dream, well, I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow, casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows, one for sorrow, two for joy, three for girls and four for boys, five for silver, six for gold and seven for a secret never to be told, there's a bird that nests inside you, sleeping underneath your skin, when you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in, all your life is such a shame, shame, shame, all your love is just a dream, dream, dream, open up your eyes, you can see the flames of your wasted life, you should be ashamed, you don't want to waste your life, I walk along these hillsides, in the summer 'neath the sunshine, I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me, change, change, change....