Milow - One Of It

You came over like a midnight appetite
Nobody believes me now
I ran acros and
Saw thousand people on my way
On my way on my way out

One of it, two of it
One of it, we'll make
The most of it
You'll love it

You left me out there
In the arly morning rain Why would you believe me now
I'm only trying to protect my point of view
I want you to let me in

And you'll try
To give me something to give me
Something
We're onto something we're onto
Something
Let's try

Can you count me in
Can you count me in