The Meaninglessness Of Numbers

I couldn't count the lines upon your face, left no trace, the moment's gone. I couldn't count the steps that it took, and all the moves that led to you. That's the meaninglessness of numbers to me. The ones the twos the threes, fly with the breeze, amount to none, infinity plus one. The figures of the news, the boundless blues, a story lies in every soul. That's the meaninglessness of numbers to me. I couldn't count the who's, the how's, the wheres, the glances shared, the blinking eye. Oh the morning trains, the midnight pains, all add up to make a life. That's the meaninglessness of numbers to me. I couldn't count the times, the wines, the names, oh life is not a numbers game Give me a million or give me one, I do not care, I only care that it begun. That's the meaninglessness of numbers to me. That's the meaninglessness of numbers to me.