text: Im no longer counting Im not keeping score
  I could say my list of lovers doesnt matter anymore
  But some are always in my heart
  And some Im not so sure
  Either way they all left their mark
  And for some I found a cure
  From one you learn something
  Another you learn, nothing
  And theres one who might teach you everything
  But before I learned to listen
  And if indeed someone said it
  Then I guess i must have lost it on the wind
  Back when I was younger each one was a prize
  Love just came along and hit you right between the eyes
  And one was just a trophy catch
  And one was like a curse
  Some would want to bleed you dry
  Some might quench your thirst
  In cold water I went fishing in warm seas I cast a line
  And swore the heart I was reeling in was perfect at the time
  You couldnt tell me I was wrong, you couldnt tell me anything
  And if you did then I guess I must have lost it on the wind