Counting Miracles - Malena Ernman

Inside out umbrellas

Any train that’s running late

Can make me lose all patience with the human race

Absent-minded taxis leave me standing in the street

And I let the world come caving in

When I should just be

Counting miracles

One by one

Everywhere are signs

There are miracles

And they come

To open hearts and minds

I could spend all my waking hours

Counting miracles that fill my life

First snow of winter

On a young girl’s blushing face

And the old folks that still touch and never act their age

A letter from a lost friend or a hand against my back

The tree that grows outside my door

A stranger’s laugh

Counting miracles

One by one

Everywhere are signs

There are miracles

And they come

To open hearts and minds

I could spend all my waking hours

Counting miracles that fill my life

Counting miracles

One by one

Everywhere are signs

There are miracles

And they come

To open hearts and minds

I could spend all my waking hours

Counting miracles that fill my life