Why Do I Keep Counting?

There’s a plane and I am flying
There’s a mountain waiting for me oh these years have been so trying
I don’t know if I can use them
am I strong enough
to be the one
will I live to have some children
Help me get down,
I can make it,
Help me get down
If I only new the answer
I wouldn’t be bothering you, father
Help me get down
I can make it help me get down
If I only knew the answer
and If all are days are numbered
than why do I keep counting
My sugar sweet is so attainable
this behaviour so unexplainable
the days just slip and slide
like they always did
The trouble is my head
won’t let me forget
I took one last good look around
so many unusual sounds
I gotta get my feet on the ground
Help me get down
I can make
Help me get down
I can make it If I only knew the answer
I wouldn’t be bothering you, father
Help me get down
I can make
Help me get down
I can make it If I only knew the answer
and if all are days are numbered
If I change my way of living
and If I pave my streets with good times
will the mountain keep on giving
and if all of our days are numbered
then why do I keep counting