Count On Me

<br>(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet)<br>Well, you can count on your fingers,<br>And you can count on your toes,<br>Count the freckles on your freckledy face,<br>Or the hairs in Daddy`s nose.<br>But you can count on me, `cause I`ll ways be your friend.<br>Count on me, I`ll say it time and time again.<br>Yeah, when things get a little weird,<br>Hey and everything goes crazy,<br>You know I won`t disappear,<br>`Cause weird doesn`t even faze me,<br>But you can count on me through all these mixed-up days.<br>Count on me, you know I`m never far away.<br>There are oysters in the ocean<br>Making pearls from little grains of sand,<br>And there`s coal beneath the mountain that turns to diamonds.<br>Well, I can turn your darkest night<br>Into the brightest day you`ve ever had.<br>So count to ten if you`re angry, but count on me if you`re sad.<br>Sometimes I act a little spoiled<br>And sometimes I lose my patience,<br>Hey, and I can get so worked up and worried<br>That my good sense escapes me,<br>But you can count on me,<br>`cause I can put these things behind me.<br>Count on me, you`ll always know where to find me.<br>Count on me, `cause I`ll always be your friend.