Hit The Lights. Count It!. Zeneszám

Count it, one year later now we're dead miles, goodbyes
State cities flames are converted into time
Been on the road from family and home
It feels like, it just feels right

Show to show we saw the crowds grow
We played our hearts out, we wore our throats down
And every drop of sweat that we dread has been worth it
'Cause we earned it

We weather rain or sleet, the snow and oceans
Just to get through to you
Weather rain or sleet, the snow and oceans
Just to get through to you