Everything's Alright

Sometimes I feel like a snowstorm in the middle of June
I can't make up my mind
About making up my mind about what to do
Everything's too loud
It's like twenty years echo in my head
With all the things I could say
And everything that I've already said

But everything's alright

If I could just sit back
And count all of the things that make us tick
Like the freckles I trace on your arms
The light that crawls up the walls in the early afternoon
And how you like liking me
And how I love liking you

And everything's alright
It's alright