Count the Saints

If I close my eyes, will it come to life?
 Is it something I'm dreaming of?
 If a steady head doesn't rule my heart
 Will it lead me to somewhere happy enough?
 Now I'm a sorry soul in a sinful world
 (And you don't get out alive)
 If I meet myself in a half way home
 And I'll remember all 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
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 There's a reason why I keep it all inside
 To shield my hopes from the raining sky
 And arrange it all into simple lines
 To be a part of a world where love can reside
 And the hopes I hold in my careful hands
 (And they don't get out alive)
 And I gave myself to an honest man
 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
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 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