One two three

One, two, three,
I can cound easily,
I can count easily,
one, two, three.

There are many things,
there are many things.
Things we've known,
such as one two three.

I miss the days when we didn't know how to cound,
I miss the days when counting was our only math.
When we didn't know, and didn't care,
and all of our heart was safe and there,
I miss the days when I couldn't count one, two, three.

One, two, three,
I can say it easily,
I can say it easily,
one, two, three.

There are many things,
I should've told.
And now it's done,
and now it's all.

I miss the days when we didn't know how to cound,
I miss the days when counting was our only math.
When we didn't know, and didn't care,
and all of our heart was safe and there,
I miss the days when I couldn't count one, two, three.

I miss the days when we didn't know how to cound,
I miss the days when counting was our only math.
When we didn't know, and didn't care,
and all of our heart was safe and there,
I miss the days when I couldn't count one, two, three.

One, two, three.
One, two, three.
I can cound it easily.
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
Three, four.