Counting On

When the night stops pushing up the day When the miles drop me on the open planes When I've lost grace with the lady of the dawn You're what I'm counting on You're what I'm counting on Where the hounds run Track me in my sleep When I can't trust the company I keep When I've push passed the point of pressing on You're what I'm counting on You're what I'm counting on I'm throwing stones Up at your window I'm casting shadows Upon your door Where the bombs break Right outside my door And I can't shake the onset of my wars When the stakes are raised We hold the hand we've drawn You're what I'm counting on I'm throwing stones Up at your window I'm casting shadows Upon your door --- Counting On - John Mark McMillan