Count Me In - Early Winters

half a mile out, knee deep in
hooked on a dream that is reeling me in
oh is this how we begin?
flowers on fire in black and white film
curtains of rain on the pier
watching the skirt of the day disappear
caught like a wheel in a groove
i'm cranking it big but it don't wanna move
count me in oooh count me in oooh count me in
the water is perfectly still
fall of a thunderbolt waiting
until when the lighting hits the lake
you'll know how it feels to want you and wait
count me in oooh count me in oooh...