Foxes - Count The Saints текст песни

If I close my eyes, will it come to life?
Is it something I'm dreaming of?
If a steady hand doesn't rule my heart
Will it lead me to somewhere happy enough?

Now my soul is sore in a sinful world
And you don't get out alive
If I meet myself in a halfway home
And I will remember the things you said

Love isn't always fair
But that's no reason to be so cruel to me
Hold on to what is there
And count the saints

There's a reason why I keep it all inside
To shun my hopes from the raining sky
Then arrange it all into simple lines
To be part of a world where love can reside

And the hopes are holding my careful heart
And it don't get out alive
And I gave myself to a lonely smile
Who couldn't keep his promises

Love isn't always fair
But that's no reason to be so cruel to me
Hold on to what is there
And count the saints
And count the saints
And count the saints

Love isn't always fair
But that's no reason to be so cruel to me
Hold on to what is there
And count the saints
And count the saints
And count the saints