Prem Sahag

We can see, dreaming about the things that we do But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars We'll be counting stars I see this light, like a swinging vine Swing my heart across the line In my face it's flashing signs Seek it out and we shall find the old But I'm not that old Young, but I'm not that bold And I don't think the world is told I'm just doing what we're told I feel something so right I'm doing the wrong thing I feel something so wrong I'm doing the right thing I'm doing the right thing