I count 1, 2, 3 All the blessings following me Every step I take I see More and more just fall on me I count 1, 2, 3 Turn my worry into peace (into peace) If I lose my way I breathe Name my gifts and find my feet Wake up Late sun on my floor Old shoes by the half-open door Mama laughing in the next room Off-key Little things Still they carry me Spilled coffee Stain on my sleeve Still smiling Got all that I need Got my people Got my breath That's three After that It's just extra to me Bad days try to pull me down slow But I'm counting on the way that I grow Got some scars Yeah They sit on my skin Every mark is a place I've been Screenshot wins When they come my way Save the loss I'll rewrite it someday Even storms gotta run out of steam Till they do I'll be counting my reasons to sing