Shane Milburn - "Count the Ways"
I find I crave a life thats simple
But not insignificant or small
You help me see the joy in the tiniest of things
And through it all, through it all

For all the times that Ive forgotten
Or I just did not understand
When I was wrong so wrong and you knew better
Still, you held my hand

I could try to count the ways you make me special every day
But I would always count too few
And if I grow wrinkled and old, as long as I have you to hold
My time will come too soon

Because when I breathe is when I love is when I fall
You make me feel like no one else could ever do
You make me feel like no one else could ever do
Because when I breathe is when I love is when I fall

So if I forget to tell you, that your love makes me strong
Take me out and hold me to the fire
Because all along

I could try to count the ways you make me special every day
But I would always count too few
And if I grow wrinkled and old, as long as I have you to hold
My time will come too soon