Chance Peña - In My Room

They say counting stars

You play the part of a soul missing home

But you counting stars

Cause you packed your bags

Had your heart set to roam

When you left for Georgia

Said your friends didn’t want ya

But I swear I do

Say what we are

Times not a problem

Do you think we were

Moving too fast

Guess we weren’t meant to last

I can’t move on from that

I don’t have the words

So I’ll keep counting stars

Inside my room

Inside my room