John Mark McMillan counting on pt 2live

Where the bombs break
Right outside my door
And I can't shake the onset of my wars
When the stakes are raised
We hold the hand we've drawn
You're what I'm counting on
Where the hounds run
Track me in my sleep
When I can't trust the company I keep
When I've push passed the point of pressing on
You're what I'm counting on
You're what I'm counting on