Counting ribs counting hunger You wither and throw up again Waiting for something holding what's near You made somebody want you If one day we should meet Now I really doubt that we will Don't let us know, know from afar, that day But I'm already there you said, inside, holding you Sudden a change, and flashes of green, you tell me You'll suffer spring no more Counting eyes counting laughter Cold so cold your hand Waiting for something holding what's near You came The day was light without a sound Sounds were light that day No smile, no answer, strange your words, that day How sad in a way to know all the things that you know, how dark your night But sudden a change, and flashes of green, you tell me You'll suffer spring no more