They say counting stars

You play the part of a soul missin′ home

Were you counting stars?'Cause you packed your bags, had your heart set to roam

When you left for Georgia

Said your friends didn′t want ya

But I swear I do, say, "What we are?"

Time's not a problem

Do you think we were moving too fast?

Guess we weren't meant to last

I can′t move on from that and I don′t have the words

So I'll keep counting stars inside of my room

Inside my room

(In my room)