A Murder of One (1994/Live at Elysée Montmartre, Paris) Counting Crows

Blue morning, blue morning
Wrapped in strands of fist and bone
Curiousity, little Kitten
Doesn't have to mean you're on your own
'Cause you look outside your window
He doesn't have to know
We can talk a while, baby
We can take it nice and slow

All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream

Well are you happy where you're sleeping?
Does he keep you safe and warm?
Does he tell you when you're sorry?
Does he tell you when you're wrong, wrong?
Well, I've been watching you for hours
It's been years since we were born
We were perfect when we started
Well, I've been wondering where we've gone

All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream

Well, I dreamt I saw you walkin'
Up a hillside in the snow
Casting shadows on the winter sky
As you stood there counting crows
That's one for sorrow, two for joy
Three for girls, four for boys
Five for silver, six for gold
Seven for a secret never ever to be told