The Numbers - ©Christopher Mark Jones 2011

Verse
One flamenco dancer
Two homecoming queens
Three midwestern debutantes
Who werenít quite what they seemed
Four across the water
Who took me for a ride
One who knew the answer
And never left my side

Chorus
I count the numbers
One by one
Love by love
Til Iím done
Til Iím done

Verse 2
Iíve got three to die for
One to keep alive
Three of the blood of my father
And all those close beside
Five true believers
Six already gone
Ten in foreign cities
Many close to home

I count the numbers
One by one
Love by love
Til Iím done
Til Iím done

Bridge
Yes it really matters
This trail of lost and found
Each one leaves traces in my heart
Like footprints cross the ground
Cross the ground..

Verse
Thereís a dozen on the corner
Fifty on their feet
Hundreds bright as shooting stars
Thousands marching in the street
Millions of the innocent
Legions of the poor
Thousands more who wonít be back
Victims of our wars

Chorus
I count the numbers
One by one
Love by love
I count the numbers
One by one
Love by love
Til Iím done
ĎTil Iím done
ĎTil Iím done