counting crows

All your love is just a dream dream dream
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

from "A Murder of One"
by Counting Crows

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