Count The Stars

On the way home, someones got to give in,
it's so useless, to drag it out this long,
take your position baby, the opposition of me,
because there's no way I will change
on the way home, my good intentions arrive,
a little late though, not too late to try,
ashes to ashes, could we get past this,
because there's no way I will change
This is the part where I give in,
because I don't want to miss a thing,
the weight of the world holds me down once again,